pa mountain man

I understand "Flaunt it if you got it", and even dumping a pile of cash into a house doesn't mean squat it this market as far as investments. Don't get me wrong, I can uderstand beauty in objects(look in my gun room), but its hard for me to grasp all of the time, energy, and sweat equity put into a machine I can't (legally) open up, or have to park a mile away to avoid door dings and bird bombs. I would probably stroke out just from worry . I'm married with children, I have enough stress .

OHIO said it best. I saw the preview for season 3, I didn't care for anybody, though it was only a minute or two long, but the challenges looked impressive.

I'll be the bad guy in the thread... I just never seen the point for fast, expensive, or the "after market overloads". I don't need speed, thats already regulated, and having an expensive or loaded out the wazoo vehicle depreciates with every turn of the key, it's just not a good investment. My only needs for a vehice are 4x4 for the winter, an 8' bed for firewood, and a tow package for the boat.

Before I had a trailer for my boat, I hauled it in the bed of my truck(what a pain). I just loaded up from an all night trip, it was noon when a deer popped out of the brush ahead of me, and I couldn't avoid it(who hits a deer at noon?). The outboard flew through the back window almost hitting me, landed on the dash, and spider webbed the windshield. I know it was noon on a Sunday because as I was finishing the bawling deer off with a tire iron, all of the blue hairs leaving the church 200 yards down the road were all rubbernecking.

It happens to everybody once in a while. I usually act as if every dink is the next world record, complete with whooping, hollarig, and jumping...I really love it when its a 3" bluegill.

I'd look for a bigger used unit first. I paid $100 for a used 12.5' deep v tinny(still use it) with a 5 hp eska. I used to haul it in the bed until I hit a deer and the eska ended up on the dash,lol. Over the years, I added a trailer, fish finder, #40 trolling motor, johnson 9.9, and a small casting deck. I now have a perfect unit for myself without needing a boat worth more than my house.

A few more... 1. People in public who ignore their kid who is having a meltdown. 2. Most auto part store workers...I'm there now with cash in hand, put the phone down. I've left alot of them for that reason. 3. Farting in public, I have GI issues and I can hold it. 4. Not making welfare recipients take random drug tests.

1. Ramp etiquette, have a game plan before you hold the ramp up for 45 minutes. 2. Preventive maintenance, I understand things go wrong, but having a 30 pound block of corrosion for a battery and what looks like melted gummy bears dripping from the carb. is no excuse to hold the dock up while you try to get your shoestring wrapped around the flywheel to get tubin' before you're beer gets warm. 3. Litter...there are 4 dumpsters and 7 trashcans at the lake I work at, is it really that hard? 4. Personal space, if someone wheels in and fishes beside me, I make every dink out to be like the next world record, complete with whooping and holloring until they get the message. Ever notice you never see "premium" beer bottles tossed out? Its always rotgut.

1. People who tailgate. 2. People who pull out in front of me(causing me to darn near lock the rear brakes up) when nobody is behind me, then they want to make a left turn a quarter mile down the road, and they wait for the car thats a half mile away. 3. People who put those aftermarket "burn my retina" lights in their car without changing over to a proper housing or adjusting them. 4. People who don't check their equipment. I work at a lake, and I'd guess that 40% of the trailers that I see have no working lights...I pick enough parts up off of the ramp/parking lot a year to fill a 1 ton dump truck(litterally).

I read alot more than I post, and it does seem to be a little slow around here.

I'll share someone else's moment that I happened to be semi involved in... My buddy and I were night fishing on a moonless swealtering night, and had just entered our favorite cove about 0300. This cove is a mile long, and has a road that runs halfway down it, but the fishing is excellent on the opposite side of the road. Through the darkness we hear "Toby! Thats it, you're done, I'm over it, get in the truck!" about once every 2 minutes. We expected to see some poor kid getting yelled at when we reached the back of the cove. As we get closer, we see that Toby is a beagle that nips at the owner's ear, who is laying on the ground surrounded by beer cans, which causes him to yell his trademark phrase. I'm running the TM, and being very quiet as I go by him, but as we're right in front of him, my buddy ripped the loudest fart I've ever heard, and that guy sat up like he was waiting for a reason, and asked if we were doing any good, but before we could answer, he layed back down and passed out. We hovered around for a while, and fed the dog our food, and watched as the guy had 100's of bugs crawling on him. Though he probably doesn't remember it, I'm sure that was one of his worst fishing trips. As for me, I hung a rattle trap up in a low hanging limb, and instead of going over to unhook it, I jerked the line, and watched the chrome missle come at my head in slow motion. I pierced my left nostril with one of the treble hooks. My buddy snipped the barb off, and I removed it with no trouble, but I bled quite alot for a while.

They may not grow on trees, but they do grow in the bushes around trees. ;D

Dude, eat 50 pounds of food in one sitting, and it's not "lifelong healthcare", its "your gonna die very soon" care. I agree she won't see her senior discount at Mcdonalds or ihop, but we'll foot the bill for her 2 weeks in the I.C.U at $1000-3500 per day(averages), while they try everything short of a heart transplant, that is if she doesn't eat the staff.

I gaurantee we all pay for her life long health care. >

I have the upmost respect for emergency services, but that kid thought he was the commander in chief ;D. I could write a book on the weird stuff that happens in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night. For example: One January morning(3:00 a.m.) I'm making my rounds, and as I enter the parking lot, I see a large group of teenage girls clapping and screaming. Farther out in the parking lot, I see two teenage boys racing in nothing but their underware. I pull along side of them and ask if we were sponsoring the "undie 500" this year, and they told me they were trying to impress the young ladies, in which I replied that running naked in January won't impress too many ladies if you get my drift.

I don't post much, but I thought this was worth sharing. I was at work on Christmas eve/day, and as I'm making my rounds about 2:30 a.m., I see a truck doing donuts in the boat launch parking lot, which is common in the winter. I hit him with the spotlight which usually sends them on their way, but not this kid. I absolutly hate it when people aproach me at that hour after I've caught them doing something wrong. He pulls up beside me(maybe 18 y.o.), and in a serious voice, said "Its alright, I'm a volunteer fire fighter", I was stunned for a few seconds, I told him that when the lake catches fire, I'll give him a call, but for now, he needs to leave. After he left, I laughed until tears streamed down my face, that was the best no nonsense excuse I've ever gotten.

I have 3 handguns A ruger P94(most expensive paper weight I own) A Hi-Point .380 A percusion .36 derringer My ruger has been back to the factory 4 times with the same results, and I won't sell anyone that pile(though ruger makes a fine bolt action and six shooter, I'll never own another semi). The hi point was a great investment, I paid $159 for it, to carry while I cut wood on the national forest with. I've put maybe 500 rounds through it since I ran it over with my truck, and that was full of saw dust. I'm not saying its the greatest,or comfortable for that matter, but if your afraid to scratch your sidearm, the hi points for you. I like to carry the dixie muzzle loader for defense, simply because nobody's autopsy report has had one listed for cause of death in a long time. ;D

I picked nickelback, though in retrospect, I'd rather pay to go to all of their concerts than be paid to listen to one rap song.

http://www.sportsmansguide.com/net/cb/cb.aspx?a=680569&ecid=EX25A ;D

It wasn't so much a word... I was in Walmart checking out the fishing clearance items in the very back corner, when the chili I had for dinner rears it's ugly head. I look around...nobodys around, perfect opportunity right? I let out a long loud BBBEEERRRRRTTTT, turn around to leave, and there is a couple looking at me, so what do I do? In a loud voice I say"Bert? Bert, where are you? Now where did he go?" as I exited the isle.

We had a Durango at work, the thing was possesed, the lights would randomly quit, flat tire light wouldn't go off,stall,ect. I work at night by myself in the middle of nowhere! The only cure all for it was to disconnect the battery for 10 minutes or so. We had that thing to the dealership weekly for phantom problems, so they finally let me trade an 08' Durango for an 02' F-150, and life is great.

I used to drink water only, then I found out fish mate in it! J/K. Alot of water with a little diet dew.

So lately my wife has been working alot of late shifts and the past couple of months she's been carpooling with a male co-worker. At first I didn't mind as it saves gas and in case she has car trouble or something like that, but it seems like they've become a little more than friends. You know... the phone calls that hang up, she starts wearing nice clothes to work and talking about him all the time...then abruptly stops leaving an uncomfortable silence. If I'm out in the garage when she gets home(usually after midnight) he just drops her off and leaves, but if the lights are off in the garage and I'm in the house(they think I'm sleeping) they sit in the car for about 20 minutes. I asked her once what they were doing and she said "Just talking". Whatever! So, last night I decided to see what's really going on out there. So, I leave the garage door open and turn all the lights off. I go out in the garage and wait. In a few minutes his car pulls into the driveway and as I'm hiding behind some of my hunting stuff the headlights shine through my garage and I see something that I just can't believe. The string on my bow is fraying! Not real bad, but enough. How long should I let it go before I replace it? The season is comming up. Found this on another site...thought all of the hunters here might enjoy it. Have a safe and productive season. pa mountain man

I've seen some shotty trailers(utility,campers,horse,boat) on the road, parts waiting to fall off type trailers. When I see a trailer, I give them at least 100 yards, I have no idea what if any maintenance has been done on them. I work night shift at a lake, and I would guess 60% of the boats that leave at night don't have operating lights on them, when I let the owner know, its always "They worked before I left". It maybe true for some, but I can't believe it for all.

I seen a gentleman at the range with a rem. mod. 700 in .270. He had shot 3 rounds fine, then the forth one sounded louder than the others. Turns out he was off a little when measuring that load out. It didn't scatter, but the bolt lugs froze up, and we couldn't get the bolt open. I would imagine a rifle chamber can explode, thank God its never happened to me or anyone I know. The worst thing I've done to date is get buck fever with a finishing shot with my muzzle loader, and sent the ram rod with the ball. I was loading the deer in my truck when a conservation officer offered a hand, I was telling him my blunder, and he jokingly asked me if I had an archery license as well.