ELMER J. FUDD

I think even more posts are pointless.

Congrats on the deer, especially the buck! Took me long enough to get around to it!

Yeah its a fiberglass hull, but only the bowrider area up front is fiberglass on the inside. Mostly carpeted wood under the rest. I tried to post a pic from the brochure but my phone froze.

What G said. Nobody needs to know the pics were after you found your stand.

Anybody know about restoring a boat? I have an 89 Chris Craft that needs TLC. Mainly the floor boards need replacing and all the wood under the seats.. The vinyl is all intact, just very dirty. It sat for ten years winterized in a shed that eventually leaked. I couldn't pass up the deal it came with an EZ Loader trailer with the hydraulic brake thingy. It's a 205 Limited. OMC 4.3L Cobra. 630 hours. I was at a loss as for where to post this. (Fishing, camping, or DIY) All comments are appreciated.

That's the best story by far. Good for you.

Call the feds and tell them the truth about jimmy hoffa being buried right where he wants the pond. You can thank me for my bright idea by letting my kids fish in the pond. ... Or just get a chainsaw bear.

I'm pretty sure the law says it is illegal to operate any motor vehicle in the state. If your mower is in ny I'd think that applies to you. Look at it this way, sub another law with dwi and it is still breaking the law.

Good post and congrats G man. Your friends spirit lives on through the memories you have and the knowledge he shared. Thanks for all the informative posts on here as well.

I passed a few because of the legal time laws. Hey, if it saves lives?

Yep, I heard ole Steve shot a big' un. Sent from my BlackBerry 9630 using Tapatalk

That deer looks familiar. Sent from my BlackBerry 9630 using Tapatalk

Are you affiliated with growalot by any chance? Sent from my poopfinger using Tapatalk

Oh no that's funny, I was kind of making a general reference to all political posts. although I have to admit I'm not privy to zombieland. Sent from my poopfinger using Tapatalk

Well inadvertently, we stopped to sit and stake out a draw. I had some beef jerky and was hungry, so yeah whatever. I ate the beef jerky... Sent from my BlackBerry 9630 using Tapatalk

Last saturday of SZ bow, I was hunting with another forum member who shall remain nameless. We/ I saw lots of buck poop. He thought it was funny because at least 3 times I stuck my finger in it to see how fresh it was! That's dedication right there! I guess there's different levels of buck fever. Lol! Sent from my BlackBerry 9630 using Tapatalk

Who cares it's hunting season! Sent from my BlackBerry 9630 using Tapatalk

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http://www.adirondackdailyenterprise.com/page/content.detail/id/533920/The-lone-hunter-of-Lake-Placid.html?nav=5046 The lone hunter of Lake Placid November 10, 2012 By JOE HACKETT - Outdoors Columnist ([email protected]) ,Adirondack Daily Enterprise Save | Undoubtedly, the most rewarding aspect of producing a regular weekly newspaper column is the opportunity it provides for me to meet and interact with so many interesting people. Over the years, I've had the good fortune to interview and interact with some truly unique characters, of which the Adirondack region seems to have a fair share. Often, I stumble upon these folks by circumstance or coincidence. However, in recent years, I've frequently been introduced to them through friends or associates. Article Photos Andy Morford of Lake Placid displays a six-pointer he harvested in 2010. (Photo provided) For several years, I heard tales about an old-time woodsman from Lake Placid who harvests a buck every hunting season. He knows where the runways are and has learned the deer's habits. He hunts alone and has successfully filled his tag for years. The story is not unusual. In fact, there are plenty of successful deer hunters in the area. The Adirondack culture tends to breed competent woodsmen, as well as women I must add. It's not some nostalgic notion; it's simply the "Way of the North." In many small, rural towns across the country, the traditions of hunting, fishing and outdoor sporting endeavors are still considered key components of the local culture. Such traditions come from the need for subsistence, and the desire to become self-sufficient. In many regards, if you can't do it yourself, it simply isn't going to get done. Yet, beyond the obvious harvest achieved through outdoor pursuits such as hunting and fishing, there are also the tangible recreational benefits and the personal satisfaction that comes with being able to fend for your self. Competence generates confidence. Unfortunately, due to a variety of factors ranging from the advent of the "wired generation" and the burgeoning political correctness of "anti-anything dangerous," the culture of rural America is changing. The changes were never so apparent as they were last week when I sat down to interview Andy Morford, who had recently moved to Will Rogers from his home on Bear Cub Road in Lake Placid. Mr. Morford was a plumber by vocation and an outdoorsman by avocation. He is both a hunter and an angler. It appears Mr. Morford is the lone woodsman of Lake Placid I've been hearing about for so long. He is also a gentleman of the old school, and an alumni of the School of Hard Knocks. "I was born in January of 1917 down in Clintonville, right up there in the mountains," he explained. "When I was young, I hunted with my dad. I remember watching him shoot pheasants up in Harkness. "I used to hunt enough when I was young. And when we were hunting, the deer were good and we were shooting them and canning them. That's what we did for food." With obvious sadness, Mr. Morford revealed, "My dad used to take me hunting and fishing all the time, but he died in a shooting accident a gun went off as he placed it in the backseat of a car." Morford, who will turn 95 in January, graduated from Keeseville High School, and like so many proud citizens of the "Greatest Generation," he promptly went off to war. He revealed this fact as we were discussing hunting lessons. "The first thing you need to do is to be sure where you're shooting," Morford said. "And always be careful with your rifle! I've kept my guns shooting accurate all the time. Some guys are very cautious around guns and they learned that from the military." He paused, obviously reflecting. "I was in a reconnaissance outfit in the Army, in the 6th Armored Division. The Major asked me, 'Do you hunt and fish?' I said, 'Yes!' "The Major replied, 'Then you'll be good for recon, Sergeant!'" Morford explained, "I was a hillbilly for sure and I was in Patton's 3rd Army, 86th Mechanized Calvary during the Battle of Bastogne. "We rescued the 4th Armored Division and I lost an eye. I was shot in the leg. I think the time I spent in the Army was one of the greatest achievements of my life." On the wall of his apartment, there is a small picture frame that holds his sergeant stripes, a Purple Heart, a Bronze Star, Campaign Bars and an assortment of military decorations. It also contains far more courage than most U.S. citizens will ever know. After a long silence, Morford said, "Losing my eye made me a better hunter, it didn't hurt my shooting, it just made me a bit slower. "The last time I was out hunting was last year." He shot a buck while hunting alone. "I was out for meat for my freezer," he said. "When I was younger, we dressed deer in the woods and slipped 'em into an old mail bag to carry them out of the woods. I used to love to go off by myself. I didn't shoot a lot, but I learned a lot about deer. I was wilder than a coot then!" Finally, Mr. Morford offered it up. My mouth was shut and my ears were wide open as he began speaking. "Lesson one about deer hunting, the first thing you've got to do is pay attention to the wind. Learn to walk gently and quietly. Hunt slow and cover the ground well. That's what it's all about! "I like to hunt on dark days, I've never had much luck on sunny days. On a dark, cloudy day with no wind, I've walked right up on bucks in their beds. I like a day just like today." Contrary to popular opinion, Morford doesn't put much stock in chasing after deer directly following the season's first snow. "After the first snowstorm, deer just don't move," he explained. "I used to walk for miles hunting all alone, and I dragged a lot of them out by myself. But as I got older, I figured out where the deer traveled to and from food, and I'd just sit and wait." Morford, who has harvested a buck nearly every year throughout his 70s, 80s and into his 90s, explained, "My son said, 'You just shoot 'em, and we'll carry them out.'" Finally, Mr. Morford, who has raised two sons and a daughter, addressed the topic of today's hunters. "When I was young, nobody cared and we'd shoot a lot of 'em. The kids today just don't want to hunt. "I killed my first deer at age 15. The buck stuck his head out from behind a Norway pine, and boy, was I nervous. I shot it with an old .44-40 and it was an 8-pointer. "The guy we were hunting with tagged it and claimed he had shot it. Boy was I mad! But I've had a lot of deer and a lot of good years since."

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I can agree with that Steve. It's like saying "Yeah I train martial arts so I can make friends and because the constitution says so." For some strange reason I keep hearing "dey took are job!" from that popular South Park episode, only it's like "dey took are gunz!" I think there's some people who didn't fall far from the tree on both sides of the topic. My mentality is to run with the right only because if you give the left an inch, they'll take a mile. Who really knows.

Hope you get better and still have a good season. Much respect.

Apparently some of us would be throwing it back in the harbor.

The panthers were just there hanging around. It wasn't like the last election. They're a bunch of suckers anyway.

Tell the truth. Did you give 'em a wedgy?