Ken's last comment at the end of his topic High and Low Scope Mounts jarred this feeble mind,,once again. Something about snow and having fun.
Yep., There was about 15 inches on the driveway this morning here in SE SD and everything is a blinding white. Every time this happens I get flashbacks to when I was on the farm and couldn't wait to get out after a fresh snow to spot and track those crafty red foxes that populated the country around. Everything else in my life was put on hold. Had to get the priorities straight you know. Especially if there was a sunny day after the blow.
Spent many hours, days and miles in pursuit. With my dad's old Model 12 and a load of 2's, or a 220 swift. As well as a Marlin 62 256 Winchester for a while. Mostly though with my little sweetheart, a 700 triple deuce. Now it's all steel facsimiles of pigs and chickens and turkeys and those infernal 200 yard rams and paper images of the same in the winter. Those bloody arrogant critters don't even move! They just stand there and let you bang away! How's one supposed to do any tracking, I ask?
Kinda makes me wonder what happened. Not complaining you understand just more thankful than anything I guess. A bit of nostalgia every now and then is good for the soul ,, i think.
From the fly over country