Just a thought. Nice to speak with him to know his hunting methods, terrain judgement, habits, gear, weapon of choice, animal habit, and any other nuance. It would be like the feds trying to get into a serial killers mind....
Honestly what’s the difference reading this, an outlaw poacher. Or Jesse James an outlaw bank/train robber, gang leader......
One killed animals. The other killed people. People are not animals no matter how many “fur baby” references you hear now days. I don’t care for poachers, but I care less for people who visit violent crime upon fellow citizens. Not even in the same ballpark for me.
you could fit several deer in the trunk of an old Studebaker!
Ha! That ain't many deer. You could get 6 with room the spare under the trunk of a 67 Ford Fairlane 390 GTA. Made the thing feel like it had power steering too
Ha! That ain't many deer. You could get 6 with room the spare under the trunk of a 67 Ford Fairlane 390 GTA. Made the thing feel like it had power steering too
I bought one and read the book. It was pretty interesting but I hunted south Texas in the 70s too when fences didn't mean much. I loaned my copy to my buddy who was going threw some cancer treatments and he said his wife lost it. Going to order a another one when book two comes out.
Seeing this thread reminds me of my Grandmother in her later years. We were talking about the great depression, they lived in Kingsville at that time.
They raised veggies, truck farmed for extra money pretty hard times.
She said the only meat they got was what my Grandpa could poach off the King ranch, she would drop him off in the dark, he would spend the night and she would pick him up the next in the dark.
She said exactly what we have all heard about people not coming out if caught, he always had her drop him off and pick up in different spots. Brought the boned out meat in tow sacks she sewed into a backpack.
I just saw this thread.I met that fellow a few years ago working on a ranch in Walnut Springs he’s a unique guy to say the least.I really kinda felt sorry for the man, he killed a lot of big deer and had some really exciting adventures but the man I met seemed like a empty hollow shell of a person.
I just saw this thread.I met that fellow a few years ago working on a ranch in Walnut Springs he’s a unique guy to say the least.I really kinda felt sorry for the man, he killed a lot of big deer and had some really exciting adventures but the man I met seemed like a empty hollow shell of a person.
I feel like that’s how most of those old outlaws are after they are rehabilitated. All there passion and energy was wrapped up in the crimes they committed. Nothing else really excites them.
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