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Originally Posted by Shady Bill
I actually never shot one of those. Always wanted to I will admit.
Craziest thing I shot was the M47 "Dragon", what we called it. Having to drag that pos around the field was hilarious.
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It almost sounds like you're in Maine.
My old stomping grounds were in Aroostook county.
I had an unofficial "older brother" who was a Game Warden and I used help out when he had to dynamite culverts that the beaver dammed up.
If you're young and dumb, dynamite is a
lot of fun.
This was back when the budgets weren't so hot and a lot of those sticks were well-past their "use by" date. You couldn't help but get Nitro on your fingers and we would (carefully) flick it at the ground where it would "fizzle".
