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Yeah, I gave up that stuff after my last fight. She kicked the living CRAP out of me !! And all just because I insulted her Barbie Doll...

My ex-wife and one of her female friends used to run about 50 taps every spring. In average year they would have about 20-25 gallons finished product. Then we got divorced and my syrup supply kinda dried up lol.. I get it now from an old gent in Ontario, Canada who gives me permission to hunt gobblers on his land. I make it a point to buy 3 or 4 liters from him every spring, whether I need it or not.

Yeah, Wildcat..Actually we encountered several different kinds of obnoxious biting insects on the tundra, black flies, white feet and some others. Fortunately we were a little late for the skeeters, but during June, July and early August the mosquito is the Alaska State Bird. On the first couple of trips my hands got so swollen from bug bites ( especially while butchering meat) that I could not see my knuckles. I started wearing latex gloves after that, and it helped, but the little demons still chewed the crap out of us. Fortunately, on the open tundra the wind blows a lot and that helps keep the bugs at bay..On calm days you would go NUTS without a headnet.

One of the guys with whom I have coffee most mornings told me today that he has had several bluebirds checking out his nest boxes.. That means I need to get up to the property and clean out my appx 2 dozen bluebird houses and evict the white footed mice that have been spending the winter in them.

Hey, I MET a couple of those girls... One of 'em could eat an ear of corn through a picket fence !

My Alaska trips were DIY and unguided, so I've spent a couple of weeks (several times) living in the wilderness in small tents with minimal creature comforts. It was a wonderful experience, but it sure was nice to get back into town and get a hot shower, a soft bed, and a restaurant meal. It was also nice to go to the can and not have to carry your rifle in case you are interrupted by a grizzly bear.

Heck, Doe...you should move up there right now, with your wife ( SallyWhacker) and your kids ( WeenieWhacker and TallyWhacker)....

Very cool, Doewhacker !

You're right kpkot...It looked big in the first picture, but that must have been due to the skill of the photographer. Like those guys that can make a 2 pound fish look like a 5 pounder...<<smile>>...

I saw bear tracks when I was rabbit hunting last Monday. BIG 'ol bear that got hit...Too bad...

I have been to Alaska 7 times and I LOVE it. It's a great place to go hunting and fishing. I wish I could afford to go back every year. But LIVE there..??... NOPE !! Six months de snow fly, and six months de BLACK fly !

Meet Lola the Wonder Ewe.... She was my date for the weekend. I'll bet nobody here realized that they had such a STUD in their midst....<<GRIN>>...

The lanyard is already installed, Larry..I found 3 of them still in the packages.. THANKS again !

The lamp is WAY cool, My Friend...You can make ME one any time you like..

The horse more more SINCERE...

It looks like too clean a cut for that. It's not beard rot, however, That usually affects the whole beard and the rotted ends have a brownish color. Did you have some shells loaded with razor blades, Paulie ?..<<grin>>..

Do you still have that picture of me and my girlfriend Lola at the first Columbus Convention we went to ?

I see you collect old shell boxes too .

That's where I got mine also, Paulie..We probably bought them at the same time ! As I say, mine is beautiful but it sounds like crap !

Yeah, Slowhand,I have had a couple like that. My very first one was a small black plastic OLT with an enclosed reed, and it would "freeze up" from moisture. After that I have always bought open reed calls that are much less prone to that problem. The other one is a handmade custom call that I bought from a guy at The NWTF Annual Convention in Nashville a few years back. It sure is PRETTY, but it sounds more like a sick seagull than a crow. I have it stuffed in a drawer somewhere, I think. I might better have it on display because it's no good for anything other than to LOOK at !

hehehehe...I yield, Real...We could go on all night...<<grin>>...

I didn't surrender either. But they took my HORSE and made HIM surrender.

"Dyin' ain't much of a LIVIN', Boy ".

He may be a Flathead, but he's still a Injun ! You insult him by turning down his gift and they'll slit you, me, Caleb and the horses from crotch to eyeball with a dull deer antler !