A Grayling is a lesser known cousin of the mutant Walleye who interbreed, hence the name denoted by their eyes being abnormally far apart like Kentucky first cousins...good eating though, also like yer first cousin....

 

My Navy SeaBee hunting partner at Ma bell would always take the time after gutting his buck to fish a christmas tree red bulb into the nose of his buck and wire it to the license plate light wire. Then he rope the head to the top of his tailgate so all the kids in the cars southbound on I75 would think he just shot Rudolph. He'
d have cars piled up behind us taking pictures and more then once some parents would scowl at us in the parking lot of Tony's or the turkey roost or the Barbarian Inn.

 

Tracy ... Grayling and ******* are two towns in the Northern Lower Peninsula.

 

This bunch is on crack ??

 

Have a great weekend boys. Stay dry ( I'm gonna try too ) and keep the shiny side up. Scooter is ready and so am I as soon as "Da Bus" is empty. :>)

 

...as he pissed in the wind. It all comes back to me now! Damnit Tracy ya know I'm near blind in my left eye! Yer lucky I switched to a bolt gun with a scope cuz ifn I still had the old Marlin I mighta winged ya. Ya know yer supposed to WEAR yer orange hat, not sit on it and who said it was a good idea to stick branches in yer ears as a cheap form of camoflauge?!

 

Drop'em all off at the same stop...The Jiggly Room!

 

Thanks coastie I wondered who that guy was.

 

I never thought of it like that, hell I used branches cause I was to poor to afford real camo. Guess it's a good thing I hunted alone.

 

Pfffffft, dat's nothin'.
Where I grew up we were so poor we hunted nekkid after rolling around in the dirt to color our white skin, with bows made from saplings.
We had to hunt so Ma could cook up our kill'ns, so we wouldn't starve.