Thursday, September 24, 2009

Hunting Camp

I really love this picture. It was taken in 1888 near Deadwood in the Dakota Territory. It shows a couple of hunters in camp with the deer they have killed. OK, I guess that I can not prove that they are really hunters, it is speculation on my part. They could be a couple of taxidermists on the way to a convention carrying some of their latest work.

Hey did you notice in the comments yesterday the person who was actually in the picture posted his little story about the day he killed the rabbit? That was a first . . . like a voice from the past telling about the day pictured.

14 comments:

  1. That was grea that the actual hunter took the time to comment about his hunt and about hunting.

    After looking at today photo, I can just hear the guy on the left say as him pointed to a spot "You can put that baby deer over there, I don't want him near my monster deer" LOL
    R

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  2. They are miners, called Hubbard and McMillan, on a hunting trip. I guess the one on the left is pointing out he shot a much larger deer. The bearded man doesn’t care, he just want something to eat.

    Ps. I really liked the idea of a one-option poll. To avoid future criticism, and to upgrade the scientific value, you might add options like Nay, I don’t, and Certainly not.

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  3. Hey, I like that 4 different ways of saying the same thing.
    It is like those calls you get to give your opion. They ask question that are set up to give them the results that they want.

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  4. Been busy and haven't made it to the OPOD for a while. I was pretty shocked by yesterday's picture. My wife agrees that the young lad is a dead ringer for my former self. Were it taken in Wyoming instead of Indiana and the lad was holding a Winchester single shot .22, there might have been an argument about whose picture it was.

    We grew up on wild meat, and I kept hunting until the effort outweighed the benefit, i.e. until I got a job where I could afford store bought meat on a regular basis. Still enjoy the occasional elk steak or antelope chop or such. But, when I go out in the wilds now, I take a camera rather than a rifle.

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  5. Oh, wow! This photograph brings back memories. I haven't seen these guys since that day. Rob is right, this is an image of Hubbard and McMillan. Monroe Hubbard is on the right and Mike McMillan is the one seated. Back when I was four years old, I used to go hunting all winter with Monroe and Mike. They really didn't mind me tagging along since I felled most of the animals for them and I wasn't old enough for school yet. Mike went by the name Mickey, although he and Monroe didn't get along so well. Mickey would tease Monroe by calling him "Mother," after that old nursery rhyme "Old Mother Hubbard." Anyway, those guys would squabble. I remember this traveling photographer, John Graybill or something like that, came across our party that afternoon and asked to take our photos. While I was talking to the cameraman, Monroe got this fool notion to tell Mickey that he had been thinking and had a new idea - wearable food. You know, furs were still in style back then and Monroe thought if we could dry the deer, we could start a fashion trend among the mining community in South Dakota. His idea was to wear them around your neck and then when you got hungry, just take a bite of the venison jerky. He thought it would make us a fortune since eventually the customer would be eat his entire sweater and eventually get cold and need to buy another deer sweater-jerky. Well, first Mickey started teasing him saying he looked like he was wearing a shawl. So, Monroe slung the dear over one shoulder and showed him how it could look manly. Mickey just pointed at the ground, insulted his manhood, and started laughing. Naturally, Monroe didn't take well to this and then the shooting started. Scared the dickens out of the photographer. Scared me a bit too, so I just grabbed one of my carcasses and ran. Never went hunting with those two again. Good times! Thanks to PJM for the memories! Where on earth did you find this photo?

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  6. i grew up hunting with my father and it is the most important time of my childhood. the bond created is unbreakable and helped shape me into the responsible man i am today.
    also i like the poll... there is no need for an option when it comes to modern day american government. thank you for making my day!!!!!

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  7. Great picture. This blog does have some of the most personal and interesting comments.

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  8. I just wanted to update ya'll and let you know I changed my vote ;)

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  9. There is some writing on the lower left side of the photo.
    I just can't make out what it say.
    I can see some of it , but not enough to figure it out.
    R

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  10. You know, it's really fascinating to see pictures like this. For me, it brings a sense of nostalgia. It looks like there is snow on the ground, so it must have been quite cold being in the Dakota Territory, but at the same time I can't help but feel a sense of longing to be there along with them.

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  11. During ww2, I remember visiting my Uncle and Aunt on their ranch back up in the Texas hills.
    My Aunt told us to visit and she would go down by the creek and shoot a couple of squirrels for supper.
    Squirrel and dumplings and fresh home grown peach pie,topped with heavy cream from her cows.
    It was a real treat during that time when everything was rationed.

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  12. Some of us bachelors might have to take up hunting if things go farther south with the economy. I was brought up under the feminist-Marxist influence of our public schools. I was taught to think that hunting is for savages. I reject that doctrine as stupidity now. Mmm, meat!

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  13. @ Nate Maas. So you were only 4 in 1888.

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