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Originally Posted by Rick V

OMG, I love my dad but sometimes he can just be too much. He went down to South Carolina last weekend to go wild bore hunting, sounds like fun. Then the details come out, the guides put him in a tree stand (yeah a platform with a ladder and the trees trimmed so as not to obstruct the view) and then they turned the "wild bores" loose and the hunt was on. So Dad is all "great white hunter" now because he got to shoot a wild bore.
Come on Pop, head up into the mountains with a knife and a spear and stalk something before you plaster it all over your FB page, and also share your buddies pics as well.
Okay he had a great time and I guess that is what counts but..........

'wild boars'.... we have a place here that does the same. you get to pick the boar you want to shoot. not my idea of hunting.

Originally Posted by RKDinOKC

Back when my dad was groaning up you could order a deer from the local indians. You go to a specific place, and there was you buck with the request points tied to a tree. Don't see that much as hunting.

This is the same area that we would take my grandpa, he would leave a mason jar in a stump with a couple of dollars in it, come back 20 minutes later and pick up his jar full of stump water.

stump water? moonshine?

Originally Posted by Rick V

Morning Jeff, Stay in bed where it is warm

sound advice.