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Discussion in 'The Duck Hunters Forum' started by nobands, Oct 25, 2020.
I smoke my pipe with a heavy English blend, my son says it stinks so bad it flares ducks.
Google "cotton trailer," and then click images. That's the base, and after that it's individual preferences as to how it's finished out. They are used because it's cheaper, faster and easier to buy one, do most of the work at home and then haul it to where you hunt. If you want to go look at some when the water comes off I'll give you coordinates.
Here's a screenshot of the google search.
Cotton trailers...Remember dodging those in fog at night around NAS Lemoore, CA. They never had working lights on the darn things.
Sounds like sugar cane trailers around here.
Not the blind but close enough. Light snack.
Air out the waders.
You like a few beans with your ham I see. Me too.
A few years ago, a buddy of mine purchased a donated hunt at a charity auction on lake wappepello in missouri. We hunted a big floating blind out in the middle of the lake with two brothers. When we made our introductions, One brother introduced the other as his" blind brother" ...we laughed, and the he said" no really, he's legally blind. We were surprised that he had his own spot in the blind, and even stood and shot when duck worked in. Late in the morning, the blind guy said he was cooking fried chicken for lunch in the blind. He had big gas burner , and a large pot that he overfilled with oil. each time he dropped a piece of chicken into the pot, oil spilled over, and ignited on the open flame, catching dry brush on fire that was falling through the back of the blind. I was actually freaking out, because the blind guy was oblivious to this, and i was sure the whole thing was going to catch fire. But I must say, that was the only time I had fried chicken in a duck blind, and it sure hit the spot on a cold day.
We had these fine NY strips Sunday on our last hunt of this season for us. Nothing better than fine duckboat cuisine!
I did it different and have waited to share this.
Back in the 1900s...lol
I hunted upland a lot and we'd walk miles. Had permission on 100 Square miles an entire township to just wander. Imagine that. Good old days? Uh huh.
Wed leave my buddies house. Walk a half block and hunt the field then the ditch then the tracks then who knows. Wed come home after dark. Entire days afield shooting pheasants and rabbits then stashing them because we walked all day long. We carried a couple new York strips in a baggie. When we got hungry we'd look for some wood to burn and some nice green sticks. Wed cut up the steaks into cubes and cook over open fire on sticks like hot dogs. Spices? None. Its the best possible way to eat a steak. Try it sometime.
My buddy joined the navy. Was an SP at GITMO.
He is a welding instructor at the local college now.
I should go remind him of how lucky we were.