hunting in the 1960,s and 70,s
Growing up hunting in the 1960, and mid 70,s. First off my wife and I had this discussion while riding down the road today. Nothing ever goes back to the way it was so I am writing this not to go back to those times they are long gone. Second I am not a writer i don't know a lot of grammar and I am a terrible speller because I didn't pay a lot of attention to such in school i just wanted to get out and go to work. It's what folks did in rural Washington Parish. So what was it like for those of you not old enough to know. There were no hunting clubs no WMA in Washington parish, but there were Hundreds of thousands of acres to hunt. Timber land was free to hunt no if ands or buts you just drove on the miles and miles of timber roads without fear of trespassing and if you found a spot you wanted to hunt you stopped got out and hunted. In the swamps hundreds of thousands of acres of swamp land all free to hunt on.
There wasn't a lot of deer but there were deer hunters they mostly dog hunted and seemed to have a grand time. Sometimes we would poke fun at them for running up and down the road talking on c.b,s but the thought of them being evil never entered anyone's mind. They were hunters and having a good time doing it.
When you did run across someone hunting whether it be rabbit hunting, quail hunting, deer hunting, you name it. There was always and I do means always a common bond. The conversation always went like this. Getting any, and the response would be got a few or man we are on them. followed by want to run your dogs with ours etc. Never once can I recall getting angry or seeing any of the adults throwing fits over other hunters.
On occasion as a teen we would slip off at night and spot light a rabbit or two thinking ever vehicle which were few and far between after dark had to be the warden and we would turn off the light and lay down. Had we have gotten caught there may have been a fine but we wouldn't have been treated worse than scum.
In short never once do I recall anything closely resembling stress on me while hunting or any of the adults it was pure pleasure. We didn't expect to kill more than one deer the whole year if we got that if we got a covey or two of birds it was all good a rabbit or two.
At least I have the memory of when hunting was really a thing of pleasure. Greed was no were to be found, Stress was no were to be found and there was always and I stress always a common bond with all hunters of every nature. And that's the way it was where I lived at growing up in the 60,and 70,s
Stan Thomas Holden la.