Phil, pics aren't the only thing....you have memories....and they last

I don't have any pics of my Dad hunting, but fortunately do have some of my grandparents on mom's side.
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Here's a vintage pic of my grandparents (center) after a California hunt

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Don't have Dad hunting pics, but here's one with my wife and I taking a break after a morning dove shoot

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These are some great old pics. What I find awesome is the old style 16 to 18 inch tall laced leather boots. I don't even know who makes those anymore. Don't have any pics nostalgia pics of family hunting. But do have one taken in front of old family cabin from hills near Caney Kentucky. Cabin is gone but still own the land that is being timbered this year. First time since 1950's When as kid we used to hunt it and neighbors property for grouse and had some success. Now it was covered up with deer and turkey's. In a couple of years hopefully it will be incredible since neighbors are also cutting timber.

Yeah John,

It was 1974, and I think that it was a "homage" to Tricky Dick, who was at the time in the throes of impeachment...

Those are super photos of ancestors with guns. All of you are very fortunate to have those.

I wish I could recover in the piles of retained “family stuff” the hazy snapshot I saw many years ago that depicted my relatives posing with hounds and guns. When I showed it to a surviving aunt to narrow down the identities, without hesitation she said, “they used to hunt foxes up in Dublin”. (“Dublin” was the unofficial name of an Irish-émigré enclave in the woods and granite-quarrying section of Lanesville, on Cape Ann, Massachusetts.)

Yes, they had hounds, but did not RIDE to hounds.

My father hunted Pheasant and waterfowl with his four Parker guns, but I have not been able to come up with a single photo of him with one of the guns or even in a hunting setting. I do have a photo of him as a budding outdoorsman which I post below, alongside a 700-plus pound Giant Bluefin Tuna he harpooned in Ipswich Bay in 1934 at age 17.

Todd: The third one of yours with you and your wife taking a break from Dove shooting does not feature a gun, but what a profile! And, I don’t mean yours.

Russ, some friends and I used to swim in those flooded quarries (as I recall, they were in Rockport) back in the 60's. We would dive off the lower cliffs but the higher ones were over 60 feet above the water.





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And as Allen says, I don't have but a couple of pictures of my Dad hunting or in hunting garb, but I certainly do have the memories!

Dad wasn't a bird hunter but enjoyed deer hunting with his pals in Vermont. I was invited to deer camp with them in about '61 or '62 and have been going back as often an I can.
I hunt grouse, woodcock, turkeys, and deer from that same camp to this day, hosted by the same family Dad was introduced to back in '53. They're all gone and now I'm the old man in camp these days.





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Southpaw... are you talking about Caney in Morgan County?

Yep.

My Dad has been gone fifty years now and I still miss him especially this time of year, deer and duck season. Don't have too many pictures of him and none I can think of regarding hunting, wish I did. I remember going with him when he went deer hunting and there was no one to watch me, I was three or maybe four at that time, the late forty's. He left me in the car, a Hudson, and told me to stay in the car he would not be gone long. He wasn't out of sight when a buck jumped up and he shot it. I can remember him dragging it back to the car and putting it in the trunk. What I would give for a picture of that.

Our younger son, a career Marine, came home for deer season this year to spend time with us in the woods. He said it had been 19 years since he was home to hunt with us, where has the time gone.

The wife and I have tried to take lots of hunting pictures to pass on to our kids and their kids.