Funny story....
One time in the late 90's I did a period solo hunt near the Muscatatuck River...As often happens I got lost...I knew where the general direction of the gravel road was so I began trekking that way...As I was stumbling out of the woods a young couple were driving by in there jeep with the top down......
It was at this moment that I decided to **** with them......
I stared wide eyed at them and made the sign of the cross then shouted at them with a hint of a brogue.....
"Who are yee??? Whar am I??????"
I then began to stumble and run back in to the woods asking God for forgiveness and to protect me from these devils.....
And here I thought using my mid 80s Marlin 60 without an optic was primitive squirrel hunting
Very cool Mr scout
That's a period hunt but you need to wear a skinny tie, a member's only jacket, a mullet, and listen to Duran Duran on the way to your hunt...
haha!
But probably more like my Steve Alford t-shirt, Reebok pumps, 80s afro, and listen to Jerry, David Grisman, Peter Rowan, Vassar Clements on the way to the hunt...