Bibbyman,
Yeah, I debated on posting that for a while. A whole lot of good folks don't live as close to the bone as some of us who are in the remote areas. We ate everything we could salvage (as I'm sure you and the missus do), neck meat (you should try my wife's venison mince meat pie !!), flank, ribs, lower forlegs, heart ( the kids called it Swiss steak because of the holes), liver, tongue. I'm a stickler about hair and fat, so the kids did a great job about it. I didn't mean to divert your post. You sound like a guy who earns his way, and you have my deepest respect for that.
Sometimes, folks who trade comfort and the opportunity to earn great money, end up with something just as good, simple living and the satisfaction that comes from providing for your loved ones in a more physical means. I currently live in "town" (pop. 1600), but just black bear at my old place. The grizzly's have moved closer to town tho. Used to never see one closer than 30 miles out. Now it's more like 10.
Still like to see your Martini! Here is my Swinburn sporting rifle, circa late 1870's or early 80's
(You need to Login or Register to view media files and links) Caliber, Westley Richards # 2 Musket
She is a beast to shoot, but sure drops a deer or elk!
My best to you and the Mrs.
Tom W.