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As a few of you know, I just got a Rolling Block 45/70 Sharps reproduction which I couldn't shoot yet, since I just got it Saturday evening, and I won't shoot on a Sunday. Which of course led to a long weekend of working the action, rubbing the wood finish, and fantasizing about what those days musta been like.
I still think that it would be awesome to take the gun hunting...so...I got to dreamin' and fantasizin' about that. Never one to be half a$$ed about cooking up a hair brained idea, I got to thinkin' how neat it would be to go out on my moose or bear hunt with nothing but period equipment.
Just then a mosquito landed on my arm, and I swatted it. Considering mosquitoes I thought maybe I'd cheat just a little bit, and carry some good bug dope with me.
After that I thought about how awful the mosquitoes were that time I'd gone wandering around the woods, got turned around, and lost my bug dope. Made me think maybe my GPS would be a smart modern day cheat too.
About then I looked over at my Dunham leather double stitched waterproof vibram soled work boots, and considered what loosely passed as footwear back then. A good pair of boots is mandatory in the woods, don'tcha know.
That got me to considering the rest of the clothes I was wearing. The Carrhart jeans, my T-shirt, the nice tight around the calf socks that don't bunch up in the heel of my boot during a long work day...
Then I considered my backpack...the ergonomic differences, the weight of food, the cooking efficiency between a stove and a small fire, the difference between a nice tent and a shelter made from the woods...my folding saw Vs. a hatchet (more weight) Modern high pressure ammo compared to blackpowder loads....etc.
At least knives haven't changed all that much.
I guess when it came down to it I was forced to consider how spoiled all of us who can log onto a computer, and read these posts truly are in modern life.
Also made me feel bad for the folks who still have to live similarly to yesteryear.
But I dunno...despite all our "stuff" one has to consider whether it truly makes us happier or not. Despite all our luxuries we still find plenty of things in life to be unhappy about...
I still feel like a jerk complaining about my six day work week and all it entails.
Funny how sitting there rubbing an old fashioned gun stock can become so thought provoking to a shade tree philosopher, aint it?
I still think that it would be awesome to take the gun hunting...so...I got to dreamin' and fantasizin' about that. Never one to be half a$$ed about cooking up a hair brained idea, I got to thinkin' how neat it would be to go out on my moose or bear hunt with nothing but period equipment.
Just then a mosquito landed on my arm, and I swatted it. Considering mosquitoes I thought maybe I'd cheat just a little bit, and carry some good bug dope with me.
After that I thought about how awful the mosquitoes were that time I'd gone wandering around the woods, got turned around, and lost my bug dope. Made me think maybe my GPS would be a smart modern day cheat too.
About then I looked over at my Dunham leather double stitched waterproof vibram soled work boots, and considered what loosely passed as footwear back then. A good pair of boots is mandatory in the woods, don'tcha know.
That got me to considering the rest of the clothes I was wearing. The Carrhart jeans, my T-shirt, the nice tight around the calf socks that don't bunch up in the heel of my boot during a long work day...
Then I considered my backpack...the ergonomic differences, the weight of food, the cooking efficiency between a stove and a small fire, the difference between a nice tent and a shelter made from the woods...my folding saw Vs. a hatchet (more weight) Modern high pressure ammo compared to blackpowder loads....etc.
At least knives haven't changed all that much.
I guess when it came down to it I was forced to consider how spoiled all of us who can log onto a computer, and read these posts truly are in modern life.
Also made me feel bad for the folks who still have to live similarly to yesteryear.
But I dunno...despite all our "stuff" one has to consider whether it truly makes us happier or not. Despite all our luxuries we still find plenty of things in life to be unhappy about...
I still feel like a jerk complaining about my six day work week and all it entails.
Funny how sitting there rubbing an old fashioned gun stock can become so thought provoking to a shade tree philosopher, aint it?