Originally posted by leatherneck:
I should explain our camp name. Several years ago the guys at work started laughing at us for using the equipment that we use. Ya,really they did. Well,through the years, everytime we brought a big buck in they would say "you lucky bastards". I think the luck part finally wore off but the "bastard" camp did not. I mean we are the odd ones of the prison. So they gave us all individual names. From left to right:
Rob-aka "little bastard"
Me-aka "Captain Bastard"
Mike-aka "sarcastic gas man bastard"
Ben-AKA "FAT bastard" ( I wonder why)
Not pictured -Steve- aka "old bastard"
The two young men will earn their names in due time.
We just might add a "dentist bastard" after this week.
And if you hunt with these guys, they will give you a bastard name as well. I was Western Bastard.
These guys really do know how to treat a guy right, can cook up some great food, and put you on deer.
While I was hunting in Ohio with these guys, I met a Pro Bull Rider and have hunted with him in Oregon and North Carolina for the last 2 years.
That is a special piece of land you guys have there.