Indica_Dreamer
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silverback said:B.C, I thought all coon hunters were gone by now. One of the reasons I enjoy being out at night is that from the time i was old enough to follow my grandaddy, I was coon hunting. Sitting in the dark, listening for the dogs. The dogs had a high pitched, broken bark for being on the track and a continuous monotone at the tree. I still remember my last coon hunting trip with my 2 grandfathers. They were in their 80's and couldnt hear any more and we had an old 3 legged red bone that was so old he could barely hunt. We used to get a thousand dollars for breeding that old redbone. I knew and my grandfathers knew that this was our last hunt.
They are both gone now for many years, and old red died shortly after our hunt. Its one of the fondest memmories I hold.
My grandfather used to joke that our mule was worth 10, 000$. He knew that because a local coon hunter tried to trade us 2 coon dogs worth 5,000$ each for it. You know a coon hunter would never lie about the value of a good dog.
Thats a cool story silverback.
I dont have much experience hunting, let alone with dogs. I have hunting dogs as pets, but never hunt them. I doubt I'll ever hunt anything in my life again.