I joined a local club when I was around 20. Been shooting for number of years already and hunting deer (well. . I . . called it that) for about four before that.
One of the club members was a fellow named Mel Johnson, from Peoria way. Some of you guys probably recall him. . he shot the worlds record typical whitetail, way back then. with a stick bow. I got to hold his world record rack for all of about 1.5 minutes, but wow was that awesome. Not too awful long after that I hunted with the club up in northern Wisconsin, September 1977. Hunted with a fellow named Art Laha who was a guide and had a camp up there.
One of the fellows at camp during the same time was named Roy Case. Course Roy was probably in his 80's at the time, but he hunted with us each day. I'll never forget the time he was late for the bus. . In the early morning and late evening we hunted on our own, but during the day we put on drives... Art was the driver of the bus and the jump master as well. He would drive slowly and we would be ready, gear in hand and when he said "jump" out you went. Course you had to really watch him cause he got a real kick out of yelling "jump" just as he was approaching a ditch or a tree.
Roy and his son were staying at a neighboring camp and coming over each morning to hunt with us. They were late one morning and the bus was rolling down the road. next thing you know Roy bails out of his son's car and starts chasing us down the road, yelling and waving his arms. Again, he was in his 80's far as I could tell.
He was there every day. Some of you may know Roy Case. He did a lot of good things for bow hunting. He was instrumental in getting a real bow season in Wisconsin, which was the first of its kind in the country. . . he developed and made several styles of broadheads, the Kiska is the one that was used by the state of Wisconsin to set the broadhead width standard. . 7/8". Seems nearly all the other states joined in on that one.
Art Laha was a great hunter in his own right but a bit of a rougue too. Loved seeing the movie of him, hunting in Alaska, his buddies bent under packs of caribou meat and pelt, and on Art's pack was a ground squirrel skin, neatly stretched.
Hunting was often more of a group thing back then, it seems. You would get together a camp and have camp fires and comaraderie and still get up in the morning and go out. I also remember that most guys were not worried at all about huge racks and P & Y records. There were WAY fewer deer and just seeing some close enough to almost give you a shot was a real rush.
Almost seems different now.
ChuckC