pretty laid back there, man. not a life that I could live but for some, like yourself, seems like it would be great.
It's my gal. She's all country. Me, I'm a city dude. I'd rather be living in a condo in Manhattan than on a hobby farm Upstate. But hey, the things we do for love.
how long were you on the dope for? youre lucky you got to retire and still have a life.
I rolled into NYC in 1981 or so. Was wandering around Alphabet City (Ave. A through D for those who don't know) and saw open air sales for the first time in my life. I got in line along with the rest of the (mostly) white folks, handed the kid $10 or $20, got a couple bags of "Poison" and the rest was history. I really didn't know what exactly I was buying, but I figured if it was good enough for a dozen or more folks standing in line, it would be good enough for me. After a ten year run in NYC I find myself in a rehab Upstate and then clean for almost 20 years "thanks to NA and the company that I kept" as they say. So in sort, my dope run went for about 10 years, until I was 35 years old.
As for being a hippy and hunting, I was never one of those "flower child" hippies. That was before my time. And truthfully I've never fired my shotgun at anything living. Not that I wouldn't like to fill my freezer with some venison, mind you. I hunt exclusively from my tree stand which is just a few hundred yards from my house. I've only seen 4 or 5 deer in the 5 or so years that I've been sitting up there and they've never been within shooting range. Mostly I sit there and drink in the peace and quiet. After an hour or 2, I get bored, climb down, and head back to the house where my girl has the coffee brewing.
must be cold in that dear stand right now, no? or is it closed in? cant be, right? so you go up there and just shoot at dear? pretty cool. wouldnt mind trying that for a day. but you are solo all day?
Cold, yes. But I've got the gear to keep me warm. And again, a buck would have to be pretty stupid to get close enough for me to shoot it. I've only seen does since I've been hunting and I legally cant shoot a doe. And I'm never in my stand all day. After a couple of hours, I'm ready for the comforts of home.
I've read your posts BostonBrown where you share about some of the things you've done under the influence. All I can say is that you are not alone and you deserve the good things that recovery brings. Keep up the good work.