Friday, 30 March 2012

At Shooter's Place

Now that's something you don't see every day!

Popped over to Shooter's place yesterday on the way to the shooting ground to dust bust smash break clip miss some clays.

Once you step though the door of his unassuming suburban home you meet some evidence of his grandfathers hunting adventures. I don't know about you but I've never seen one of these before. Maybe I've led a sheltered life?

As ever lots of great tales were told, he introduced me to 'Lemon, Lime, and Bitters' [a most refreshing drink] and took me to the  A1 Shooting Ground all in all a great afternoon. Thanks mate.

More soon
your pal


Le Loup said...

Sounds like a good day, it is good to have mates.
Regards, Keith.

The Suburban Bushwacker said...


You hit the nail on the head, I've been really miserable of late so having Shooter to hang out with has been a very welcome distraction.


Josh said...

Very neat, and though sad, it still harkens back to an earlier time when we didn't know, and so still innocent to me.

In a town near where I grew up, there is a restaurant filled with exotic stuffed animals. Foster's Bighorn is the name, and it was a boy's dream place. Also, Hemmingway probably would have loved it.

The Suburban Bushwacker said...


It is kind of sad, because once there was a time when they had their world we had ours and for the most part they only got shot when they encroached into our space.

I know an american hunter (and Hemingway fan) who has an 'Africa room' bursting at the seams with stuffed heads, but its very rare here to meet anyone with more than one 'ironic' piece, let alone a Tiger AND a Leopard. I'm not really a taxidermy kind of guy myself, theres a hell of lot of skill to it, i've just never felt the need for it myself. Skulls, now that's something quite different.

Shooter is pretty busy with work for the next few weeks but after that I'm going to force him to write up some tales of his granddad and post some pix too. - feel free to nag him on his blog :-)