Old dudes and old photos.

Awesome photo. What a buck! Look at the mass.
Thanks! My Grandpa hit the buck but it ran into some heavy timber. He got a bunch of guys to track and they let me tag along. After they lost the trail, they stood around debating what they should do next. I wandered about 20 yards from the group and there was the buck in some brush. I pulled my cap gun and opened fire - which caused the buck to get up and run. My dad finished him off but my Grandpa gave me the antlers. It was the first deer I ever saw and 60 years later, might still be the biggest!
 
My great grandpa had a sheep camp in the Sierra Nevada. One summer his hands found an abandoned mule deer fawn, and with the blessing of the Forest Ranger he made it his pet.

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What an awesome thread and photos. I will go dig thru scrap books from my dad and grandpa and throw some up.
 
this goes with the first elk.
first trip in. what an education. i had no help packing so i built wood panniers and copied a pic of a diamond hitch. we guessed it was 12 miles to a fork in the trail with a forrest service sign that said "3 miles to end of trail"

we were headed for the "end of trail" little did we know.
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a couple hours after this pic---------after dark. this tent was flat!
but by 8 am he had his elk and by noon i had mine. then the real fun started. we had no clue of gutless or most anything related to packing meat. the meat fell off at least 5 times before we got to the truck

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