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Post by RK's Predator Plus on Dec 3, 2014 16:46:03 GMT -5
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Post by tired of scraping coyotes on Dec 4, 2014 6:18:46 GMT -5
that`s pretty funny. you should be on a reality show.
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Post by RK's Predator Plus on Dec 4, 2014 9:08:23 GMT -5
I could write a book or video on old trapping myths that the old timers in these hills raised us boys on. Thing is...these youngsters wouldn't understand or appreciate any of it......like riding a bike at 5AM....into a head wind...in the rain. to check traps before school. Many, many mornings 12 yr. old checking empty traps in the rain before school. It sucked. Bad. A moped back then would have been a HUGE upgrade.
The BeastMaster
Professor Emeritus-
North American Trapper University
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Post by Ross on Dec 4, 2014 9:19:44 GMT -5
I remember once when the bean stubble was froze my Mom felt sorry for me and drove me back to the ditch in our LTD station wagon. All My Rowdy Friends Have Settled Down was playing on the AM radio. Wish I had a video of THAT.
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Post by tired of scraping coyotes on Dec 4, 2014 9:38:08 GMT -5
you mean I`m the only ones still cks my traps like that? we had a guy paint the house last week and he told me tell all my friends what a good job he did. he stopped by this morning and ask did I tell all my friends? I said ya but ma doesn`t need her house painted. here is a true story. we had a guy call soliciting aluminim siding for our house. I let him ramble on a while and then ask how they would nail the siding to a log home and he hung up on me. another time I got call from a women trying to sell lots at fox cliff in martinsville. she blabbed for a while and I started making fart noises on the phone. finally she says mr wendt I suppose you think that is funny and she hung up. about 3 minutes later the phone rang again and I say hello and hear farting noises and a bunch of women laughing. I had to laugh too. I`d date a girl like that.
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Post by tired of scraping coyotes on Dec 4, 2014 9:40:22 GMT -5
casey you could probably sell 500 copies of that dvd on trapperman.
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Post by Ross on Dec 4, 2014 10:11:40 GMT -5
I remember a headwind coming and going and uphill both ways.
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Post by tired of scraping coyotes on Dec 4, 2014 10:19:05 GMT -5
I say the story of my life is jackson browns running on empty. a lot of truth to that for all of us. I think I`m on fumes now and getting to where can`t even smell the fumes anymore. we all going home some day.
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Post by Ross on Dec 4, 2014 10:21:25 GMT -5
Chicks that admire fart noises are hard to find.
The noise is hilarious it's the smell afterwards that you have to watch out for.
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Post by doyleflory on Dec 4, 2014 16:18:58 GMT -5
My farts don't stink.  |
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Post by tired of scraping coyotes on Dec 4, 2014 17:18:28 GMT -5
my wife claimed women never fart. that`s true pre- marriage. I told her I never did either. that was true also, pre marriage. now it` a daggone contest with nathan even chiming in and rating them from one to ten. the other day I told her be careful or she would injure herself.
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Post by RK's Predator Plus on Dec 4, 2014 18:16:29 GMT -5
I've got one full book written on trapping as a business...it's called "The Business Man Trapper"...how I started from zero and have made a very easy life for myself in the pest trades (coons in the attic are pests..). The cover photo is me standing in a beaver pond, 330 and briefcase in one hand, cell ph. in the other booking the next job..in hip boots...in my one and only 3 piece suit...including tie. It'll cost me about $2k to get it published via LuLu..complete with Library of Congress number and all the bells and whistles, listed on Amazon etc.
THE BAD PART: I'm a literary type....no other trappers are today....it's all about DVDs...thus...the book will never sell (I don't think) and will probably never go to print.
The other book is 1/2 done and is tales from my Ohio River Valley home...trapping, commercial river fishing...local sleeper houses of old before I was born and other handed down tales from old timers. The lore people no longer appreciate. Might just publish them for me, if for no other reason. Give that B.A. in English something to do.
The BeastMaster
Professor Emeritus-
North American Trapper University
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Post by RK's Predator Plus on Dec 4, 2014 18:17:54 GMT -5
I remember once when the bean stubble was froze my Mom felt sorry for me and drove me back to the ditch in our LTD station wagon. All My Rowdy Friends Have Settled Down was playing on the AM radio. Wish I had a video of THAT. That right there is trapping roots boys....nothing but pure grit. The BeastMaster Professor Emeritus- North American Trapper University |
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Post by RK's Predator Plus on Dec 4, 2014 18:21:02 GMT -5
Speaking of the family car.....frozen ground...driving my mom's Chrysler New Yorker to set fox traps....took a corner into the farm lane too hard once....circa 1984...and the pack basket in the back seat went over.....a bottle of Weiland's "Big Duece" broke inside. Soaked the seat. Took a LONG time for that to go away. Of course my mom freaked out. Mothers...never understand anything trapping related.
**If you don't know..."Big Duece" was a skunk and rotten musk based call lure...one of the best. Bad, bad stuff.
The BeastMaster
Professor Emeritus-
North American Trapper University
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Post by mjkluesener on Dec 5, 2014 10:01:09 GMT -5
I always envied someone who can make a living doing things on their terms.
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