I think I was at that concert......

Fits your elk fixin'


(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ysxw7...eature=related)

MY ALL TIME HUNTING AND FISHING MUSIC -- As the late spring sun rises above the horizon, I start the engine, let it warm, one of my friends put the coffee on, I gently bring the boat onto plane, a 45 min run from "Good Hope Bay to Iceberg Canyon.,... By the time I pull into the mouth of the canyon, bacon is done, eggs are scrambled, hashbrowns are toasty and the toast has home made grape jelly ready... A "Bloody Mary" tops the morning off... I drop off of plane, start the trolling motor and head into the back of the canyon, looking for Crappie and Bass on the chart recorder.... Found a big school of Crappie, action lasts for hours, many bigger than dinner plates..... Deer down to the shore line, watering..... A late lunch among the Indian ruins, look but don't touch the pottery, arrow heads etc..... beautiful.... That's how the day starts, all the while listening to the "Moody Blues".....

Come to think of it, there weren't many time my old friend Paul and I didn't listen to the Moody Blues, even while elk hunting, he with his 300 Weatherby and me with my tiny 270 Win..... Guess who killed the most animals....

I loaded Paul's shells for him. With full power factory loads, he couldn't hit the proverbial broad side. When I started loading his rounds down to 30.06 velocities he stopped flinching and started hitting the animals he was aiming at.... He never did understand why, it didn't matter.... "HE" still shot a 300 Weatherby.....


(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4lazdg-eqmQ)