PabloP said:
Not sure if I have posted this in an earlier discussion or not, but I would go rabbiting with my older sister and younger brother, but using ferrets. It was always my job to dispatch the bunnies. Me on the right.
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Rob P.
Ferreting shooting and trapping was big part of my youth as well.
I dont know how may rabbits And foxes l skun out on the back step.
Stretching the rabbit skins over a U shaped wire then heading off around town knocking on doors to sell the rabbits.
I think $1 a pair in those days Was good pocket money for us kids.
Mrs McSporran used to complain about the cost but thats standard for a scot as l found out later in life
Shooting
I used to head off by myself early on a weekend shooting, with no food or water.
Id drink at the creeks and walk across to farms where l knew there were fruit trees for a feed when they were in season.
Id come back sometimes at 7 or 8 at night having walked and hunted Over 10 to 15 miles over hill and dale.
And mum always had dinner in the oven.
Frog fishing at night was the way to catch the big trout.
Sometimes a couple of us would head down the Kiewa river at night.
Other nights Id head down by myself
One night l was standing in the dark reeling in my line when l heard something behind me and l knew it was snake by the sound.
I reeled my line in before l shone the torch behind me to see a large brown snake about 5 feet behind me.
Snakes never bothered me in the bush.
I reckon kids wouldnt do it these days.
Where l grew up in Mt Beauty in Victoria its a hydro electricity town.
Underground power stations and tunnels under mountains to redirect the water from one power station to another
The water comes out of a tunnel and into a large poundage area and then is regulated back into the river with large sluice gates.
It was a great place to fish and swim but very dangerous all the same.
There was barb wire around the fences around and above the sluice gates but the fences were only about 4 feet high and we could slide under the lowest wire and hold the fence and get above the sluice gates.
Thinking back it was madness but being young blokes that was what we done.
At times the sluice gates would be virtually closed but at times they were open to varying degrees.
We would leap from the top of the gates into the raging torrent but you had to judge Where you landed as it had a back tow which could pull you back and you would probably have little chance of getting out.
Now its surrounded by razor wire