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Post by old3arrows on Nov 27, 2010 12:28:37 GMT -5
These pics are from the mid 1930's of butchering hogs for the winter in our old barn. The rifle my dad is holding I have as a safe queen now. Not the skin is still on the hog. They would shoot, bleed, and gut him, and then dunk him in a 55 gallon drum of scalding water to loosen the hair for scraping. A big fire with a cast iron kettle on it was for rendering the lard and cracklins'. I still love to butcher, but I skin the hogs now. I really should gear up to smoke meat and bacon. I can still sugar cure the hams, but we have such goofy weather any more it is hard to hang them in a shed anymore.   |
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Post by featherduster on Nov 27, 2010 18:34:22 GMT -5
What caliber is the gun? looks like a Win.
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Post by old3arrows on Nov 27, 2010 20:18:57 GMT -5
22 Long not long rifle either!
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Post by HighCotton on Nov 28, 2010 8:57:17 GMT -5
Pretty cool! You're bringin' back some good memories o3a. I grew up on a dairy farm in northern Indiana (we were Mennonite) and we butchered as well. Ya never forget the sight, smell, and especially taste of cracklins! IMO, that could be where the phrase "can't stop eatin' 'em" came from!
Thanks for posting the photos.
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Post by schall53 on Nov 28, 2010 10:17:24 GMT -5
Kidneys cooked with the lard,eaten with a slice of onion, can't be beat.
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Post by dadfsr on Nov 28, 2010 13:25:46 GMT -5
It's time like this that I wish I could get my Dad to use his computer for something other than playing solitaire  He thinks that he couldn't figure out how to "surf the net". He and Mom both grew up on farms but his background was a little to closer living off the earth and being pretty self sufficient. I've listened to a lot of stories about him running the trapline before going to school (a skunk usually meant getting sent home ;D). Our Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners were filled with what ever he and his cousins could bring in from the hunt the day before along with fresh milk straight from the cows-even churned butter and made ice cream with cream taken off the top of the milk vat. I learned at an early age to watch out for the occasional piece of shot as I was chewing. I know that we had pork as I was growing up that had been butchered on the farm but don't remember it being done so these photos kind stimulate my imagination. Cracklins?? those were our afternoon snacks!!! Can't say as I ever remember eating kidney though-that may not have been "company is here" food...but have eaten a lot of liver, heart and tongue! How many of you have had fresh sliced side pork? I still get some every once in while from our local processor and make a mess. |
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Post by hornharvester on Nov 28, 2010 14:41:41 GMT -5
Funny you should start this post.....Friday morning I was showing a couple guys how to butcher two hogs and ended up with 5 stitches in my hand.  h.h. |
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Post by dadfsr on Nov 28, 2010 15:02:16 GMT -5
Funny you should start this post.....Friday morning I was showing a couple guys how to butcher two hogs and ended up with 5 stitches in my hand. h.h. OUCH!!! Hope it was a clean cut? Now next Question?? Were the hogs farm raised or feral  |
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Post by Sasquatch on Nov 28, 2010 17:24:15 GMT -5
Priceless photos.
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Post by hornharvester on Nov 29, 2010 19:29:34 GMT -5
Funny you should start this post.....Friday morning I was showing a couple guys how to butcher two hogs and ended up with 5 stitches in my hand. h.h. OUCH!!! Hope it was a clean cut? Now next Question?? Were the hogs farm raised or feral Farm raised.....and I got a tetanus shot too....h.h |
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Post by speckle on Dec 2, 2010 14:22:24 GMT -5
It's time like this that I wish I could get my Dad to use his computer for something other than playing solitaire He thinks that he couldn't figure out how to "surf the net". He and Mom both grew up on farms but his background was a little to closer living off the earth and being pretty self sufficient. I've listened to a lot of stories about him running the trapline before going to school (a skunk usually meant getting sent home ;D). Our Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners were filled with what ever he and his cousins could bring in from the hunt the day before along with fresh milk straight from the cows-even churned butter and made ice cream with cream taken off the top of the milk vat. I learned at an early age to watch out for the occasional piece of shot as I was chewing. I know that we had pork as I was growing up that had been butchered on the farm but don't remember it being done so these photos kind stimulate my imagination. Cracklins?? those were our afternoon snacks!!! Can't say as I ever remember eating kidney though-that may not have been "company is here" food...but have eaten a lot of liver, heart and tongue! How many of you have had fresh sliced side pork? I still get some every once in while from our local processor and make a mess. nothing better than fresh side!!!!!!!mmmmmmmm |
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Post by dead-eye on Dec 2, 2010 17:47:05 GMT -5
we still scald our hogs. we did 8 of them in one day earlier this year.
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Post by steve46511 on Dec 6, 2010 13:51:37 GMT -5
Ah man......memories are coming back of Grand Pap and his pon haus! Dang.......hungry now!
Old times ne'er forgotten! So long ago yet not so in my mind.
thank you!
God Bless
Steve
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Post by chicobrownbear on Dec 9, 2010 6:49:30 GMT -5
Fantastic pictures. Thanks for sharing!
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He thinks that he couldn't figure out how to "surf the net". He and Mom both grew up on farms but his background was a little to closer living off the earth and being pretty self sufficient. I've listened to a lot of stories about him running the trapline before going to school (a skunk usually meant getting sent home ;D).
