Some old Photos for your enjoyment

JWFilips

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Another interesting one from Shorpy.com

New Zealand ca. 1920s. "Hunter with quail photographed by Frederick N. Jones of Nelson." Dry plate glass negative.
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Ian

Notorious member
I guess 72 was the limit.

At least KS has dirt! All we have is limestone, and not very good limestone at that.
 

462

California's Central Coast Amid The Insanity
Dog to the man's left reminds me somewhat of Hank, of Hunting with Hank.
 

RicinYakima

High Steppes of Eastern Washington
Nice fedora and wears his vest inside the suit coat, braces and no belt. Still has at least two shells in the vest.
 

JWFilips

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Because I'm going through My Archive of the Past 48 Years of my studio I'm finding some interesting stuff
Back In February 3rd 1982 Starting at mid night I photographed the Fuller Estate In Dalton PA This was his game room / trophy house
He was one of the last Big English Game hunters who had a separate building to house his trophies!
I remember the care taker of the place hauling 6 foot logs in the fireplace below the Elephant head! and fireing them up for the ambiance!
Exciting but some what Creepy!
I will share some out take images with you all!
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Rally

NC Minnesota
I bet that quail hunt was a blast. If I ever win the lottery...................
There must be about two million dollars in that big game display. A million for the mounts and another million for the shipping!
 

JWFilips

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Shortly after the photo shoot......They were donated to the Local Museum ( Everhart) However the only one on display is the Elephant
 

Rick H

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I friend of mine was a world class hunter with at least two African Safari's under his belt, all sorts of American game including a grand slam of sheep. Many were "book" heads. He was an ornery opinionated cuss who had the very best taxidermy work done on his animals (84 mounts from one safari alone). He always spoke of retiring and building a home in the country with a huge trophy room but it never happened. He died with most of those animals carefully crated and stored in his basement.

The value of mounted taxidermy is vastly overestimated. Museums don't want the stuff, most hunters don't want mounts that others took, they sure don't bring back memories of their hunts. As it turned out the mounts were sold to a few locals (archery shop wanted a couple) and an interior design firm. They were sold for pennies on the dollar to a firm that wholesaled decorations for bars and grills who want the "sportsman's" theme. What cost Tom a lifetime of work to collect, hundreds of thousands of dollars to mount, and countless hours to crate and maintain, returned a few thousand when he passed.

It was an obsession for Tom, too bad he didn't build his trophy room to sit back and remember the fantastic hunts he was on. He retired and died of a massive heart attack about a year and a half later.
 

Rick

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Staff member
I'm not big on trophy hunting. I'm all in on if you shoot it you eat it but to kill a critter just to kill it seems kinda sad to me. I could never shoot a cougar with the sole exception of to save my hieny, they are one of the most beautiful critters on the planet. But just to mount it's head? Oh well, that's just my 2 cents.
 

RicinYakima

High Steppes of Eastern Washington
Rick H, it is a common story and sad in a way. But, you have to remember that he got to dream about building the house and trophy rooms, Probably spent many happy hours thinking about what he was going to do. If he only got a couple of thousand out of it, it was better spent than on cheap whiskey and cheaper women.
 

Ian

Notorious member
I never understood the trophy mindset either, but am an avid memento collector of things like boar tusks, fox tails, and rattlesnake rattles from animals I've killed. I have a very small spike whitetail skull bleaching as we speak (buried it last fall and dug it up last week), it will get displayed. This is the biggest whitetail I ever shot, a cull from a ranch I was allowed to hunt and it means as much to me as any B&C 180+, a life is a life, a good hunt is a good hunt, and meat is meat.

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popper

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Cougars, huh. Red River, NM. Forgot to put the trash in bear proof. Woke up to cat bumping bottom of slide out bed (coleman tent camper) so I 'got' to stay up all night with the 380 star in case of a more 'close' visit. Heard him slurping the bean can. IIRC paw prints were 3" dia.
 

JWFilips

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I'm The same: You shoot it you eat it! That even ment Ground Hog for much of my life!
However now being older I do not have the stomach to field dress anymore of those ground pigs
 

Brad

Benevolent Overlord and site owner
Staff member
I can assure you that when I went to Africa nothing went to waste. Seeing the stomach cut from my kudu, opened up, and washed so it could be consumed told me all I needed to know.
My black bears were both eaten. Not that bad really.
 

Missionary

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If we hunt it we eat it or give it to someone who needs it. When up there I have a list of older church members who need and enjoy eating corn crunchers.
Except crows. The crows around Danville live in groups of hundreds. The older ones are covered in crow droppings. Younger are just spotted white
I exterminate them.
 

Mitty38

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I always went by kill it to only provide food, hide, or if it is affecting someones livelihood or safety.
I have downed a lot of yotes. Left a lot lay, when hides were not thick. They do cause a lot of farmers damage, and are a danger to deer, one of my favorite food sources.
Do not think I would wan't to eat one.
Ate wolf in Belize once. Tasted like very greasy sour, spoiled groundhog. Do not want to re-experience that, at least without some very strong spices, and being near starvation.
 
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