New York Hillbilly

I agree with whats being said about the seat/safety switch. Just taking a stab here: But, in your case, you say the old belt was stretched and loose, so double check the belt tension arm (has a spring on it, or a least did on all mine) and see if it has an adjustment on it. It's the lever that you release the pulley to fit the belt on and off. If the belt tension lever is adjusted to make up for the slack of the old belt, maybe when you re-engage the spring lever with the new belt it is just too tight and is seizing up. If not that, double check how you have the belt on the pulleys. Best of luck!

LOL I won't be brave enough (at this moment) to venture a guess why, on a public forum.

How about a Mud shark. Those spooky green eyes!

Just thought I would share. The fish is an Irish Lord, and the fishing vessel is a crab boat headed out to sea. You just never know what you might reel in here, and the scenery is spectacular. Sitting, fishing at the end of Homer Spit, and still loving Alaska! : )

Glad you like the picture! The howling we hear could be coyote or wolf, because we have both, or so I've been told. I have not seen coyote here yet but did see a wolf hit on the side of the road. It was HUGE! My home for the past 2 1/2 years is on the Kenai Peninsula. We live between Soldotna and Sterling. Moose constantly walking through yards and/or being hit my cars, bears on the prowl, and a fishing mecca! Pygmy....I'll do my best to find you more of what you like. lol Although, you might get it quicker if you google it!

Just thought I would share a pic from my front porch tonight.

fasteddie..........................lolololololol.......the tears are running down my face..... thanks!

Happy Birthday Doc! Looks like I was late getting on stand again. lol

Congrats on the new arrival! My first grandchild just arrived on 12-20-2016. I share your excitement. God bless!

Very cool. Thank you for sharing the video!

At first I though he/she was not the sharpest pencil in the box, and got his/her hunting lesson backwards. Soar high, stare down, locate object of prey, then swoop in for the kill......uh....no....I'll stand on ground,stare up, locate object of prey.....and swoop up? Or, perhaps a form of hunting bird of prey dyslexia. Then it dawned on me, He/she was not a predator as much as a prankster. I remember doing this same move as a kid in the schoolyard. Nope....not falling for it! Hahahaha

Excellent point on the clothing. I think the sweater may have accidentally turned her into a Happy Meal!

Happy and Safe New Years to you all!

This one's for you Grow. He/she flew down and perched in a tree in our backyard, and was eyeing our little Terrier. In Alaska they refer to dogs like ours as "eagle bait"! Hahaha.... For a very good reason! Meet the object of his/her interest, Sadie, I mean "eagle bait". She was totally unaware of her potential to become a meal, as I raced her back into the house. : )

Happy Birthday Turkeyfeathers!

Happy Birthday!

Love it! hahaha......I mean...hohoho

Where eagles live in tremendous numbers...Winter and Summer.

Soldotna, Alaska is on the Kenai Peninsula, about midway between Anchorage to the north, and Homer to the south.

Here you go fellas....start sorting....lol... I took this picture just before leaving Alaska for NY a few weeks ago.

Syracuse University? Haha oops. I forgot to quote the original question, if anyone in Syracuse cleans skulls. : )

Lol I was wondering same thing? What area are you guys hunting that still is open?

And its really great for scouting squirrels! hahaha

Very few things in my life have been successfully able to interfere with my deer season. It has been the source of family misunderstandings, and even battles at times, with my firm position, "don't plan to have it in deer season, if you expect to see me there!". My daughter even planned and had her wedding the week before bow season with that in mind. This year however, deer season took a back seat to my daughter and SIL's plan to bring into the world their first child, and our first grandchild. Overnight, after many long hours of sitting, pacing, and worrying in a hospital here in Rochester, I (we) officially welcomed my (our) handsome and healthy, Grandson. My new future hunting partner! The first time I heard his cry from behind the closed door to their room, I totally lost it, overcome with relief, joy, and pride, in the new life my daughter and her husband brought into the world. I may not have spent as much time in the woods as I wanted this year, but there is now the incentive to do so far into the future for me. I look forward to opening his eyes to the hunting world, and all the wonders, beautify, and life lessons it offers. A world that has been so much a part of my life. A lifetime NY hunting license will be in his Christmas stocking at the very first opportunity. Merry Christmas indeed!

Nice looking doe. Congrats!