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Post by lwb on Dec 5, 2013 20:22:48 GMT -5
Mine is simple just my initials,as for the avitar I am crazy about eagles.I collect them anything with eagles on it,including about 25 statues,15 belt buckles and a lot of other things.
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Post by saltydog on Dec 5, 2013 22:05:25 GMT -5
Hoping to do the same woody but not till next thur and fri. Have to work all weekend. Good luck
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Post by goosepondmonster on Dec 6, 2013 9:13:43 GMT -5
There was a story in the Lintonian a few years ago that described the Goosepond Monster...  Most of my years growing up my grandma lived in between the Goose Pond and the Beehunter Marsh. I spent a lot of time in the area and I figured it would be a fitting name to use when I started reading hunting/fishing forums. If anyone has watched the documentary about the Goose Pond, they even mention the Monster during the documentary. |
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Post by old3arrows on Dec 6, 2013 11:02:55 GMT -5
Woody knows part of the story on my handle. I am part Native American and my hunting buddies used to tease me about it and ask me what my Indian name was and so on. So a few of us were elk hunting out of Hot Tea Camp in Montrose, Colorado and I lucked in to a 5x5 bull. I had him at 35 yards broadside and was shaking like a leaf. The first arrow I let fly sailed harmlessly over his back, and he just stood there blinking. The second arrow kicked up dirt under his chest, and he still just stood there. The third arrow finally hit home in the boiler room, and I had my trophy! Upon relating my story to my hunting companions, one of the genius's says, hey that can be your Indian name, ole 3 arrows! And it has stuck ever since! But you have to give me a little break because our first range finders way back when looked like Kodak cameras, and you looked in a little window and saw two images of your target then you turned a little dial and lined the two images up to get a reading. High tech stuff in the early 90's! So I really had no clue how far that elk was just that he was in bow range because he looked as big as a barn out there among the quakies. Then when he actually did go down I almost got trampled by a stampeding herd of cows, but that's a story for another day.......
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Post by Woody Williams on Dec 6, 2013 12:36:13 GMT -5
Woody knows part of the story on my handle. I am part Native American and my hunting buddies used to tease me about it and ask me what my Indian name was and so on. So a few of us were elk hunting out of Hot Tea Camp in Montrose, Colorado and I lucked in to a 5x5 bull. I had him at 35 yards broadside and was shaking like a leaf. The first arrow I let fly sailed harmlessly over his back, and he just stood there blinking. The second arrow kicked up dirt under his chest, and he still just stood there. The third arrow finally hit home in the boiler room, and I had my trophy! Upon relating my story to my hunting companions, one of the genius's says, hey that can be your Indian name, ole 3 arrows! And it has stuck ever since! But you have to give me a little break because our first range finders way back when looked like Kodak cameras, and you looked in a little window and saw two images of your target then you turned a little dial and lined the two images up to get a reading. High tech stuff in the early 90's! So I really had no clue how far that elk was just that he was in bow range because he looked as big as a barn out there among the quakies. Then when he actually did go down I almost got trampled by a stampeding herd of cows, but that's a story for another day....... Ahhh the old Hot t camp.. I believe it was 1969 or 1970. I know we were all using recurves then. Compounds were just around the corner. This was my first out of state bowhunt to the Hot T camp in SW Colorado. This is the cabin that we bunked in.  This is my hunting buddy John Trout Jr. Before he started writing outdoor hunting articles  This was the only thing we killed on the trip. A sage hen.  This is the gentleman we were hunting on Wayne Flowers. A cowboy’s cowboy.  This is him, his wife Nellie (camp cook) and his son standing in front of the cook house.  The first year we hunted there the cost was $75 for 5 days of hunting and that included food. The next year it was $125, but I had won a free trip in an indoor archery shoot, so John and I split his cost and we both went. Later that year the staff from Bowhunter Magazine went out there, published an article and the price jumped to $250 for the following year. I never went back to the Hot T after that, but still hunted Colorado for another 5 or 6 years. Yeah, we always brought back cases of Coors.  |
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Post by Woody Williams on Dec 6, 2013 12:39:34 GMT -5
BTW - the refrigerator on the porch and one in the cook shack were made in Evansville Indiana by Servel. They both operated on kerosene.. No electricity or plumbing there....
But alas I am getting off topic....
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2013 15:27:28 GMT -5
Those are great photos! There is something very spiritual about old hunting photos. I can't explain it, but I feel it. I love looking at them...even If I don't know the people. Someone should start a thread for vintage hunting camp photos.
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Post by joeyb on Dec 6, 2013 16:30:45 GMT -5
I like those pics Woody. Seeing them reminds me why I take so many pictures now. I hope my children will enjoy seeing mine later on.
My screen name is pretty boring. Joey is my name, last name starts with B. I also go by WillowpineOutdoors on many other forums. I started on my first hunting forum (Central IN Delta Waterfowl) as JoeyB so I wanted to keep it the same.
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Post by schall53 on Dec 6, 2013 16:51:27 GMT -5
Mine too is rather boring, first 6 letters of my last name and the year I was born. As far as the avatar I always liked Blazing Saddles, especially Mongo and the horse scene.
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Post by johnc911 on Dec 8, 2013 5:04:20 GMT -5
First Name, Last Initial and I am a 911 dispatcher, hence the johnc911
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Post by hooterhunter on Dec 8, 2013 14:37:00 GMT -5
Well mine has nothing to do with owls.......just a fetish |
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Post by jdaily on Dec 8, 2013 22:44:08 GMT -5
First initial plus last name. Short and simple! What's funny is, I put way more thought into my password  |
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Post by GS1 on Dec 9, 2013 2:11:43 GMT -5
Mine is the name of a turkey call I designed. When I finally retired the first one it had called 70+ gobblers to gun range, including 17 in one season and 10 on one opening day by a friend of mine. I have since made a couple hundred more of them and have also changed the wood for the pot.
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Post by Jamie Brooks 1John5:13 on Dec 9, 2013 11:34:45 GMT -5
Thanks guys for indulging me; I really enjoy reading these.
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Dec 9, 2013 11:44:01 GMT -5
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Post by Woody Williams on Dec 9, 2013 11:44:01 GMT -5
Thanks guys for indulging me; I really enjoy reading these. Our pleasure... |
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Post by lugnutz on Dec 10, 2013 22:43:01 GMT -5
At the ripe age of 20 and freshly divorced, I gave up everything and joined a race team in the A.S.A stock car series for two years. My main purpose was to fuel the car and figure gas mileage. We where in Milwaukee and one of our tire changers couldn't make the race so i got the call. On the very first pit stop, i didn't get all the lug nuts on and it cost us a lap. Second pit stop, i took the old tire off, slid the new one on, and accidently knocked off a lug nut onto the ground (the lugs nuts are glued onto the rims to make it quicker), i screamed for a lug nut and was looking around for an old one.....it was a bad deal. That was the last time I changed tires for a race team. Anyhow, the guys called me Lug nuts for the longest time after that. Although they had a different name(s) for me that evening! haha
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