re: Deer Hunting 50 years ago (Update in OP)

My dad that's now 70 and hunted all over the state of Alabama could talk to you about how it was back then. Mainly south Bama and the dove hunting that once was unbelievable. Ducks, oh there was a limit? M1 on a deer drive, oh hell yes

I won't get too carried away with his stories.

A camp fire story with him is awesome.

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Trashy is the best way to put it

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Agreed. But, if all you’ve ever known was still hunting going on a dog drive is a blast.

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Dangerous

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Y’all drinkin?

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nothing even close to related to “hunting

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lol, wrong
It’s more of traditional hunt in the sense that some rich landowning Euro did something similar hundreds of years ago, and here you are today doing it basically the same way. Plus, it’s a team effort which has lots of useful life lessons you can teach and instill with kids.

My dad told me in his early hunting days for squirrel or rabbits and they saw a deer track was a story

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d grew up in mccall creek mississippi which is in SW miss

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We may be cut from the same cloth bro. Killed my first deer on family land in McCall creek.

Well, I’m no expert on the whole being trashy part. I get it though.

The one time I’ve been, everything was ethical and legal. None of what you described.

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Go sit in the woods. See a deer, shoot a deer.

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That's what we did. My dad cruised timber for IP, so he was in the woods all day. Back then you could get a permit from IP, and hunt on their land. He watched for ruts, and knew the topography of lots of large tracts of land. He's take my brothers, and I out, sit us in a high spot with a view of a clearing. We either saw deer, or we didn't.

We never thought twice about which way the wind was blowing or having smells on us. We did sit on buckets, usually with our back against a tree. We did use shotguns with slugs, or 00 Buck shot.

My dad had friends that ran dogs. If we didn't having any luck seeing dear still hunting, we might go find them in the afternoon. That was as much a social thing as a hunting experience.

There were no four wheeler, so somebody had to have a truck with mud-grips or a jeep. My dad's company trucks were always a new-to-two year old Ford with a standards transmission, and co-op tires on the back. We went anywhere that folks with four wheel drives went and never got stuck.

Hunted Concordia, Catahoula, and Tensas Parishes as a really young pup. Attala and Holmes Counties, in MS. from 4th-9th grade. Hunted Morehouse, Lincoln, and Union Parishes after 9th grade. May have hunted in Ashley County, AR once too.

ETA: I'm 60.

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My dad did most of his hunting at night and was very successful at it

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Talked to many an old timer who duck hunted this way

In the 60's, the restaurant in a nice hotel in Ferriday was shut down for serving venison. Yes, Ferriday had nice things back then. It was nicer, and much more of a town, than Vidalia in those days.

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You’d wear 2 pairs of socks when it was really cold and put on my big brother’s jeans over mine.

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Underneath two pairs of jeans we'd have on our regular briefs with those old white insulated long Johns on over them.

Nothing worse then having to pee with all of those clothes on, and your pecker making like a turtle trying to pull it's head back in the shell.