GLS
Classic Southern Gentleman
Guns, Doodles old dogs and men 2020-2021
As I sit typing on the last day of the Georgia season, I am somewhat pulled to go today notwithstanding I’ve been the last two days. Legs are tired and with a slight back ache, it’s 50-50. Soon to be 73, I will probably have more seasons left in front of me, but not as many as I have behind me. Abby will be 10 by month’s end and Willa will be 7 just before my birthday. In the natural order, they will run out of time before me. I have left some birds on the swamp’s edge, but I am not angry with them, and I may just grant them peace on this last day. I still have two weeks left in South Carolina. There are a few hours left before I decide, and Willa is snoring beside me on the couch near me and Abby to the side of her wishing Willa would just get up and leave so she could take her spot.
An old dog does good
Knows the short cuts doodles take
She chuckles at miss.
This season where we hunt, we didn’t have birds as numerous as the past few seasons. The birds will normally stack up fairly well where we hunt, but that is both weather and moisture dependent of which were both missing this year. We still found birds, but the difference was notable. The silver lining was that we explored areas that we had ignored in years past and were rewarded. My bird hunting partner Floyd and I learn something new every season.
Tugs a worm from ground
Twitters without an Iphone
Flies through pick-up sticks
This season I mostly shot a new to me gun, a 1930s 2” 12 ga. by Skimin & Wood, from the U.K.. Why a 2” 12 ga. proofed for 7/8 oz.? Wouldn’t a 20 or 28 do? Well, weight for one thing. With 28” barrels, when I got it, it was 5 lbs., 5 oz. I needed to extend length of pull with a leather pad which brought the weight to 5 lbs., 8 oz. Weight is saved from a standard 12 gauge by using less metal in the barrels and a slightly slimmer action bar. The wood is probably less dense than fancy walnut and that is a weight saver, too. It is lighter than any 20 ga. and most 28 gauges currently on the market today. Ammunition sources are limited to one manufacturer, RST, and shells aren’t Wally World cheap. I handloaded and roll crimped trimmed paper hulls with fiber wads and 7/8 oz. of #8 lead. While the majority of time I carried the 2” 12 ga., I hit a streak of misses and changed my luck with my Ithaca SKB 10 20 ga. Floyd was as dead-eyed as usual with his Ithaca SKB 100 20 ga. Beware of the man who only shoots one gun. Because of the Covid era, we drove separate trucks and as usual, for social distance, I dragged 20 yards behind him in the woods, a product of my shorter legs on which sits a tenth of a ton.
Old man missing birds
Nothing startling with that news
Business as usual
Here are a few photos of this season. Abby is rolling in something that smells worse than she.
Rivercane hideout
“Gotcha” mumbled Brittanys
The nose knows all
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As I sit typing on the last day of the Georgia season, I am somewhat pulled to go today notwithstanding I’ve been the last two days. Legs are tired and with a slight back ache, it’s 50-50. Soon to be 73, I will probably have more seasons left in front of me, but not as many as I have behind me. Abby will be 10 by month’s end and Willa will be 7 just before my birthday. In the natural order, they will run out of time before me. I have left some birds on the swamp’s edge, but I am not angry with them, and I may just grant them peace on this last day. I still have two weeks left in South Carolina. There are a few hours left before I decide, and Willa is snoring beside me on the couch near me and Abby to the side of her wishing Willa would just get up and leave so she could take her spot.
An old dog does good
Knows the short cuts doodles take
She chuckles at miss.
This season where we hunt, we didn’t have birds as numerous as the past few seasons. The birds will normally stack up fairly well where we hunt, but that is both weather and moisture dependent of which were both missing this year. We still found birds, but the difference was notable. The silver lining was that we explored areas that we had ignored in years past and were rewarded. My bird hunting partner Floyd and I learn something new every season.
Tugs a worm from ground
Twitters without an Iphone
Flies through pick-up sticks
This season I mostly shot a new to me gun, a 1930s 2” 12 ga. by Skimin & Wood, from the U.K.. Why a 2” 12 ga. proofed for 7/8 oz.? Wouldn’t a 20 or 28 do? Well, weight for one thing. With 28” barrels, when I got it, it was 5 lbs., 5 oz. I needed to extend length of pull with a leather pad which brought the weight to 5 lbs., 8 oz. Weight is saved from a standard 12 gauge by using less metal in the barrels and a slightly slimmer action bar. The wood is probably less dense than fancy walnut and that is a weight saver, too. It is lighter than any 20 ga. and most 28 gauges currently on the market today. Ammunition sources are limited to one manufacturer, RST, and shells aren’t Wally World cheap. I handloaded and roll crimped trimmed paper hulls with fiber wads and 7/8 oz. of #8 lead. While the majority of time I carried the 2” 12 ga., I hit a streak of misses and changed my luck with my Ithaca SKB 10 20 ga. Floyd was as dead-eyed as usual with his Ithaca SKB 100 20 ga. Beware of the man who only shoots one gun. Because of the Covid era, we drove separate trucks and as usual, for social distance, I dragged 20 yards behind him in the woods, a product of my shorter legs on which sits a tenth of a ton.
Old man missing birds
Nothing startling with that news
Business as usual
Here are a few photos of this season. Abby is rolling in something that smells worse than she.
Rivercane hideout
“Gotcha” mumbled Brittanys
The nose knows all
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