Thread: 223 on deer

Originally Posted by Muttonguts

You had undies!? For some, undies, we’re a luxury. So were socks
As a young fella in the late sixties I once followed govt gun up a steep ridge in his bullers without any socks, and his wedding tackle swinging freely out the leg of his shorts. Never been more happy to get to the tops
Cheers MG

That era of the culler out for xmas or the end of the season is well captured in Lew Sutherlands book particularly in the beginning. Neville Toohill's book "Spotlighting"has a chapter that spells the end of the ground meat hunter. Sorta like working at the freezing works during the boom years. Money in your pocket and the beer was always icey cold.