Me and my hunting partner are searching feverishly for some underwater pay dirt before ice up, this am he went one way and I the other...
I wadered up and hit some old water and commenced to pull...got 4 wheats and all this mishmash of junk. Whilst hunting, I noticed there was a huge population of Muskrats in this area, holes up under the bank all over the place! I estimate a fellow could get 50 of them in a few days, along with a couple of Mink, and a raccoon or two, there was some fox tracks at the waters edge as well...I will have to check on fur prices...I have not trapped or fished or hunted since I got bit by this detecting bug just a few years ago, but after 40yrs as a trapper, I still dream about it, especially this time of the year...I'll do some math and maybe get a trapping license this year and catch these rats if it will pay, (which it wont after a guy figures in everything)... plus, Dgruff has recently got me all weeweed up about trapping again!...Anyway, I spent 3hrs working the Pro...no silver or rings, lots of low base old shotgun shells, a pair of '250' cases...must have been pre 22-250 vintage?
So home I go, and Missus Mud, after asking 'wheredahellaYOUbeen?' sent me down to the KayRoger to buy her some vittles...now, since I got all metaldetectory, I ALWAYS park as far from the supermarket door as possible and eye hunt for money and rings along the way....This drives Mrs Mud crazy to no end, but it has actually been a good thing to do...Well, evidently the cartcowboy was slacking, for there was 20 abandoned shopping carts roaming wildly all over the parking lot!...So for the hell of it, I started to round them all up and make them into a train to push them inside, I dont know why, I guess I just like a tidy parking lot is all...inside one of the carts was this brand new jar of Apricot Jam! So I scored again! I love how this sport dictates a fellow to pay attention to the habits and travels patterns of people...Just like trapping! Except a guy dont need no permit, and the season is open year round! My partner got some new waders, and we are gonna hit it hard Thurs/Fri...his were leaking bad on his stompfoot, all the way up to his knee, mine leak in the crotch, which can be embarrassing when a fellow stops on the way home to buy a beer...if the clerk is attentive, they wont sell me any! They figure me stumbling in with a soaked crotch, I have had plenty already!.....full disclosure: I am not sure if its my waders leaking in the crotch or its just me...either way, the appearances are the same...
Mud
I wadered up and hit some old water and commenced to pull...got 4 wheats and all this mishmash of junk. Whilst hunting, I noticed there was a huge population of Muskrats in this area, holes up under the bank all over the place! I estimate a fellow could get 50 of them in a few days, along with a couple of Mink, and a raccoon or two, there was some fox tracks at the waters edge as well...I will have to check on fur prices...I have not trapped or fished or hunted since I got bit by this detecting bug just a few years ago, but after 40yrs as a trapper, I still dream about it, especially this time of the year...I'll do some math and maybe get a trapping license this year and catch these rats if it will pay, (which it wont after a guy figures in everything)... plus, Dgruff has recently got me all weeweed up about trapping again!...Anyway, I spent 3hrs working the Pro...no silver or rings, lots of low base old shotgun shells, a pair of '250' cases...must have been pre 22-250 vintage?
So home I go, and Missus Mud, after asking 'wheredahellaYOUbeen?' sent me down to the KayRoger to buy her some vittles...now, since I got all metaldetectory, I ALWAYS park as far from the supermarket door as possible and eye hunt for money and rings along the way....This drives Mrs Mud crazy to no end, but it has actually been a good thing to do...Well, evidently the cartcowboy was slacking, for there was 20 abandoned shopping carts roaming wildly all over the parking lot!...So for the hell of it, I started to round them all up and make them into a train to push them inside, I dont know why, I guess I just like a tidy parking lot is all...inside one of the carts was this brand new jar of Apricot Jam! So I scored again! I love how this sport dictates a fellow to pay attention to the habits and travels patterns of people...Just like trapping! Except a guy dont need no permit, and the season is open year round! My partner got some new waders, and we are gonna hit it hard Thurs/Fri...his were leaking bad on his stompfoot, all the way up to his knee, mine leak in the crotch, which can be embarrassing when a fellow stops on the way home to buy a beer...if the clerk is attentive, they wont sell me any! They figure me stumbling in with a soaked crotch, I have had plenty already!.....full disclosure: I am not sure if its my waders leaking in the crotch or its just me...either way, the appearances are the same...
Mud