Just checking in. For the record I keep an axe that will shave arm hair, first learned to cook over a campfire, and know a tool is a tool no matter what label the fearmongers slap on it.
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Just checking in. For the record I keep an axe that will shave arm hair, first learned to cook over a campfire, and know a tool is a tool no matter what label the fearmongers slap on it.
When I was 8 I had a bb rifle and by the time I was 10 a Marlin lever action 22. By 13 I had a 20 guage shotgun single shot.In High school we were required to complete hunters safety and boaters safety courses. My buddies and I spent our youth up in Northern Michigan shooting squirrel and we had a "lodge" in the woods wich consisted of an old ripped up army tarp stretched out as a leanto. we hammered alligator clips into a tree and that is where we skinned our varmints. We found a deer carcass in the woods and took the head and stuck it on a pole in front of our lodge. For fun we used to try and cross swamps on foot without getting wet(we usually lost) and my first car was a 40 horse inboard outboard boat.Canoeing was our exercise and wintercamping was fun whooo ! Chopped wood for the woodstove in our house and spent winters in waist deep snow shoveling and snowblowing. Old school and very happy to be so. Love yer story ! +1 sir :chapeau
Night Blade,
It sounds like our childhood was almost the same. The only difference is I got my 20 Ga (Single Shot) first and then the 22. It is sad that more young men today do not have that to influence their life in the years to come.
Ah, Northern Michigan - I Rough necked there after I got out of the service and have fond memories of the area. From TC to Kalkaska, Gaylord over to Atlanta down to West Branch over to Cadillac and back to TC there was always a watering hole where a GUY named Ski could be found. He had no neck and fingers on the ends of his biceps but you could always count on him to pull you out if you were hung in the snow. And always had your back no matter what you needed. He was the first to congratulate you on your deer even if it was a spike. Thank you for the trip down that path I had forgotten.
I think Ski would have said you were crazy or taking a risk you didn’t need to, but I don’t think Ski would have done the Pee Pee shuffle.
while i haven't actually started shaving with a straight(i'm still in the process of acquiring all the necessary equipment) i'm really surprised at the reaction that was received. (great story telling BTW) you weren't shaving with a machete were you?
I lived up there and I know that 'Ski guy you're talking about. He'd darn well stand there and watch you shave for a few minutes and, turning, on his way out, give you a big friendly shove on the shoulder and a slap on the back saying, "That's a cool way to shave you got there, Mister, you bet. Oops. Oh... golly. You OK buddy? Mister? You OK?"
He's from right between Mesick and Kalkaska.
I think I went to school with all of Ski's cousins...:w
Remember the time he got misty eyed when Kenny Rogers sang Lucile at the Kalkaska Inn. Showed his softer side that night.
West Silver Lake , East Duck Lake and long lake were my stomping grounds when I had days off. Well that was when I was not sailing or hunting season - Good to know you both also
TinTin
Glad to hear you are going to start the Straight Path there are many here that will help you and have a great knowledge of the path. Remember the dumbest question you can ever ask - - - IS THE ONE YOU DON'T
I was using a 6/8 K.H.S with Cella soap. I did have a red shaving towel over my left shoulder though.
OMG Wonder if that has a meaning in pop culture I am to old to know about?