![]() ![]() As I stopped to shoot the breeze with them, I noticed that each of them was carrying a small fortune in gear. I crossed paths with two young kids on ATV’s on my third day. I kid you not, less than a week ago I was hunting white tail and wild boar in the Blue Ridge mountains. I’m not really one to complain…but sometimes I like to get on my soap box and pontificate on how tough we were and how modern-day gear heads are all sissified. The materials that our modern hunting clothes are made of were unheard of back in the early eighties. Fast forward to today, outdoor gear is a multi-billion dollar industry. We had crappy gear and we liked it (really we just did not know any better). I remember praying for the sun to rise in hopes that the temperature would bump up just a degree or two so my feet would hurt less from the cold. I am in my mid-forties, I grew up hunting in jeans, cotton shirts, and surplus army gear from second hand stores (or hand me downs). I am a self-proclaimed flip flopper and ride both sides of the fence with all the new gear and technological advances that seem to come out every year. If you have read some of my other articles and gear reviews you already know I am a bit of a hypocrite when it comes to hunting gear. ![]()
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