Monday, August 10, 2009

Maine Men

This picture was taken in 1886, and shows three men in the woods in Maine. Is it just me, or do the rest of you see a pattern developing here? It appears that Men in Maine like to got out to the woods with guns, knives, axes, and booze. All the things boys need to have fun. If the picture was from Texas, I could tell you what they were up to, but like yesterday, I have to say I have no idea what these men are doing.


  1. PJM;

    The two guys on the left are clean shaven and still pretty formally dressed for someone in the woods. Hunting party perhaps with the axeman on the right a guide? (Looks like they are pretty well outfitted)

    I wouldn't be to thrilled about where the rifle barrel is pointing, but then I suppose a quick poke with the axe would take care of that....

  2. 1886, eh? I didn't know that wire-framed fish roasters were that old. And that looks like a tin fire reflector that it's leaning on. Otherwise, looks like any number of hunting camps I've been in circa 1950-1970.

    I've also noted a trend - funky headgear. Out West, the men wore their fedoras with the brim turned down to shade and keep rain out of their eyes.

    Or are we witnessing the beginning of the wear your hat backwards fashion?

  3. My grandfather and uncle (who lived with us) used to hunt in Maine and Canada all the time.

    They were always bringing back deer and rabbits, etc. I don't remember if he ever got a bear.

    Although we lived in a city suburb, I grew up with a gun cabinet full of rifles and ammunition right outside my bedroom door. And my uncle always kept a loaded pistol on his dresser, "just in case."

    No-one thought anything of it. My mother said "don't touch them," so we didn't and that was it.

    Of course if that were today, my parents would be arrested for child endagerment (at least here in Rhode Island - only criminals are "allowed" to have guns).

  4. I grew up here in Texas,and as a child there were shotguns and 22 rifles kept handy. You never knew when a snake might wonder into the yard. We kids never ever even thought to touch one.

  5. Definitely a hunting party. You have to dress your kill out in the woods! You need a drink to celebrate the hunt.
    When I was a child my parents never locked the doors. Then the hippy era started and unsavoury people showed up. My parents bought rifles and installed locks. One rifle was strategically placed where it could used if someone bad came in the front door. The guns were always loaded. (There was no back door on the house.) We kids NEVER touched the guns without permission. A happy memory of my childhood was going for a walk with my mother every day after school so she could shoot rabbits for target practice. She was good! (We brought the bunnies home for the cats.) Today I have that rifle in my bedroom, loaded and strategically placed. The only intruders that ever tasted lead were some feral dogs. Mostly we use the rifle to put down seriously injured pets.
    Keeping loaded guns - taking a 7 year old to shoot bunnies, putting a cat out of it's misery - now a days, this is quite scandalous in my area.

  6. Wire-framed fish roasters and tin ovens are at least pre-American Revolution vintage. Any tinsmith could whip up a roaster in no time at all. The alternative was tying the fish to a plank with a green vine, and hope that the fish got done before the vine dried out and dinner had to be plucked from the coals.

  7. Twenty years after the end of the civil war I am reminded of the tintypes with all the weapons on display. Could we be looking at some veterans who seem to be at home in the wilderness , out roughing it ? Perhaps they're suffering from PTSD and this is their therapy>