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Like Skylerbone, I call tell my tales without whiskey...AF knows.I suspect a few of us might also tell a few tall tales, especially once the shooting is over and the whiskey's been poured.
Like Skylerbone, I call tell my tales without whiskey...AF knows.I suspect a few of us might also tell a few tall tales, especially once the shooting is over and the whiskey's been poured.
So now its the THR BBQ/FISH FRY/GUN SHOW/TOURNAMENT.
That sounds like a hoot! One day, I'll tell you about The Goat Roast my parents used to take me and my brother to.It's funny you say that...
Every September, we have a fish fry for my Dad's birthday. Several years ago, my brother and I christened it "The 1st (2nd, etc.) Annual (Dad's Name) Memorial Fish Fry, Skeet Shoot, and Bass Tournament". To which he always replies: "Dammit boys, I ain't dead yet!". We eat a lot of fish, shoot several rounds of pasture skeet, and just have a big time in general. Lots of BS flowing too, probably more BS than beer if I'm honest.
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Well, it's not a proper Texas Ranch without at least one "stocked" Stock Tank.So now its the THR BBQ/FISH FRY/GUN SHOW/TOURNAMENT.
Love the pics but dat Mudbug smell = oof. Lived in Cajun country for a couple years and never could get used to that smell.I'll have mrs whip up one of her charcuterie boards for grazing while the coals get happy.View attachment 1013861
If we're showing off the skins, I'll have to wear my Graveyard Jack gunbelt with a Uberti El Patron. 45colt.
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Maybe a mud bug boil?View attachment 1013873
A SBH, Case Bone Cheetah and a good day of fishing!
Two days running lines that was 1 of 2 buckets after cleaning. Pee Dee River, Richmond County NC. 2014 time frame.I would say that was a great day fishing.
Two days running lines that was 1 of 2 buckets after cleaning. Pee Dee River, Richmond County NC. 2014 time frame.
Pic is my best Buddy and his Dad showing my son the ropes.
A tiny splash of sesame oil with a tiny touch of minced ginger with a sprig of dill laid on top.I’m thinking about how I might grill it
A 14' Jon Boat with about a 15HP motor is the best fishing rig ever. Having a son or two with you makes it golden.
My dad's passion was trapshooting. I learned the game early and well. I had some very talented and well-known "coaches" that were my dads friends. I learned a little from each of them.When I was a kid I loved to fish. The best thing that happened to my mother was when I got a drivers license and a car and I could take myself to the lake. As soon as 4o'clock rolled around I would leave my dads machine shop and get in my car and head to the lake and fish till dark. Every day. Then I bought a 14" Jon Boat from K-Marl and a 9.4HP Mercury engine from a guy in the paper. What a boat and motor combo.
Before that my dad and I went in on a Lone Star semi V bottom boat with a 14-15HP motor. That was a good boat too. And it was so much fun to be with my dad. We did a lot together. We hunted, flew model planes, fished and I worked in the machine shop from age 10 to 24. I sure miss him. He was the best dad ever.
I like the way you think, Captain.I have, and allow me to share a bit.
Classically, a person with "a spread" wants to celebrate something--a windfall, a personal success, or perhaps a matriculation of some sort. Being a generous and gregarious sort, this person will know a couple hundred folk to invite to such an event.
The host will typically dress as they would for any other day "on the spread" (which might be also called "out to the farm" or "over to the ranch" or the like). Which would include the ability to cope with pest and annoyances (like coyotes).
In days of old, such a person would generally be acquainted of the Sheriff, the DA, and the like, and might well have access to Trusty's at the Jail who would hand-tool leather. Or, perhaps they knew an artisan who made up their tack. Really didn't matter, it was their land, so they could Open Carry whatever they wanted to.
Now, the townfolk invited to such things might be of similar stature, equipment and experience. Or, the town Pharmacist might just want to show off his fancy rig. So, it could be a social appearance as much as anything else. Now, note, all hands are polite, too. There's no onus for not being armed, or for perhaps toting something in pot metal (unless one were under a delusion it was Adamantium or the like).
Food would be "ranch sized," an entire side of beef sometimes. Pit smoking in the Barbacoa style is frequent. Emptying out the smoke house pretty common, too. There's a recent trend to hire in a "chuckwagon" with appropriate chefs to cater such things, too. "Pot luck" style is less common, but not uncommon.
At the core it's about community and generosity--if with a bit of pomp after a fashion.
Oh my tales start well before that.