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RicinYakima

High Steppes of Eastern Washington
I retired three times before I learned to say "NO" and healed up from the 2008 market crash. Been good since 2014, but still have to keep saying "NO"!
 

popper

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Wool mittens and rubber galoshes. Buckles froze, gloves were nasty pulling them off with your teeth - only thing that wasn't frozen hard. Hat and ear muffs that didn't help but keep the wind from giving ear aches.
 

smokeywolf

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I think a lot of folks have to take more than one stab at retirement. I got forced into an early retirement in 2010 largely due to my work being sent to Canada. Got called back for several weeks by Technicolor in 2010. Got called back again in 2011 by Technicolor for several months. Got called back a year or two later by an independent, to consult on a new type of camera lens and put a new machine shop together for them. That lasted a year.
 

Bret4207

At the casting bench in the sky. RIP Bret.
Wool mittens and rubber galoshes. Buckles froze, gloves were nasty pulling them off with your teeth - only thing that wasn't frozen hard. Hat and ear muffs that didn't help but keep the wind from giving ear aches.
One time I was wearing some mittens my mom had gotten at the local discount store, figure late 60's, so probably from Japan back when that was a sign of low quality goods. They were a nylon type material with some "insulation" that soaked up water like a sponge. It was cold enough that when I went to scratch my nose the material sort of shattered and it cut my schnozle a bit!

Golden memories...
 

Rick H

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My grandma used to knit us mittens.....complete with the idiot string that passed over your shoulders and down the arms of your coat so you couldn't lose them. Those and the black rubber buckled galoshes that I hated to buckle up because it took too long, then when you ran they would hook the other boot and I would end up on my face.

We still went out and played most of the day building snow forts. There was a vacant lot that we had dug trenches in during warmer weather. After New Years when folks were setting out the old Christmas trees us kids gathered them up and used them to cover up the trenches for deluxe enclosed "snow forts". All went well until some wag decided we needed a fire in the fort to keep up warm. It is amazing the size of a fire you get when a couple of dozen dried out Christmas trees go up in flames. It was quite a sight, with firetrucks and sirens and all. No one got hurt, well seriously hurt. Our fannies were almost as hot as the fire when our parents got through with us.
It is a miracle I survived to adulthood.
 

Eagle223usa

Active Member
I retired three times before I learned to say "NO" and healed up from the 2008 market crash. Been good since 2014, but still have to keep saying "NO"!
I'm well into my second "career". I get a pension from the first one... 50k was a lot of money, in 1994. My new job gives me 3 days off though. And yes, as all "retired" guys I work harder on my days off than I do at my job. I hope my employer never finds that out!
 

Mitty38

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A warm shack. Able to move around without heavy clothes. Hot coffee and food. Pulling that lunker through the hole. Whats not to like??
Flip Side Heater breaks down middle of the night. Done fishing for the day you go out and your car battery is dead and your the last one on the lake. Endless hours with not a bite. Getting stuck going to or from the fish house. Propane tank is empty in the middle of the night. The ice is too weak and part of the house goes under the water. Whats not to like??
I look forward to icefishing as much as deer season. What can i say I am a Sweed.
My father used to tell the story of my first few years icefishing. I would set the hook turn away from the hole and run as fast as i could until the fish poped up out of the hole. Dad would take the fish off - rebait the hook -and start feeding the line back down the hole. As i would slowly walk back as he fed the line out. He used to say some of those fish flew a long way before they hit the snow.
Went ice fishing one time without a shack or heater. One time was enough!
 

CZ93X62

Official forum enigma
CZ, could you spare some heat? I voted for global warming...
Awright, heat story time.

Desert iguanas are cool critters, but they have a slang name known only to desert denizens like myself--that name is "Stick Lizard".

Desert iguanas eat blossoms and other similar fare, and their habitat contains flowering plants and shrubs that grow around dunes and sandbelts in the Sonora and Colorado Deserts. In mid-summer, that sand gets REALLY hot, so iguanas have learned to carry a fair-sized stick or branch wrapped in their tails when they cross the hot dunes. When running across these hot dunes, their feet become so hot that at some point or points the lizard stops--shoves one end of that stick into the sand--and climbs up the projecting end to let his feet cool off.
 
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Eagle223usa

Active Member
That's amazing CZ, I'm pretty sure our lizards up here are frozen solid. It was 16 degrees when I got home yesterday. And we only get to see desert if we clean our plate.
 

Bret4207

At the casting bench in the sky. RIP Bret.
I've been on several snipe hunts. I couldn't believe the older Scouts would lie to me! I've have a severe distrust of people since then.
 
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Mitty38

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We have a lot of snipe hunters here in Ohio.
I hunt Real Snipe every September. Not the mythical get a kid lost in the woods kind.
Ye you usually have someone carry a bag, or wear a game vest to put them in. Usually the younger one, learning the hunt, gets stuck with the bag, and the job of shaking the bushes. Often use them instead of a dog to flush the birds if no dog. So maybe that's how the prank snipe hunt started???

You run. The edge line between swamp and woods, or the blackberry fields near marshy areas and creeks. Use a 410 , 28 with #6 or 20 guage with #8 shot , so you do not tear them up. You have to be on the ball and learn quick I D of your birds.
They are dove sized so it takes 3 shots to about every bird you tag. The are the size of a dove look a lot like like one on the Quick draw. In fact I have got a few doves by accident while hunting Snipe. But since the seasons coincide here, and they are both very similar taste, No biggie.
Our season in Ohio is Sept first to November ish each year. However most have migrated on by mid October.
Usually spend a weekend or two close to the first of September, hunting snipe.Right before I go in squirrel mode.
Snipe is best sauted in butter with Onions and Garlic Served with Cranberries.
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Bret4207

At the casting bench in the sky. RIP Bret.
So real Snipe are like Woodcock? I used to love hunting Woodcock, but I gave them up because no matter what I did they tasted like worms.