Back in 1972, on a cruise up the Alaskan coast, we had a crew member who went ashore in Nome and bought a couple of caribou racks.
My dad has one of those from when he went to Canada to hunt them. Honestly probably one of the best meats I've eaten.
In his spare time while we were underway in the ice, he made several pipes. He gifted a couple to the Chiefs, kept one and gave me one. The one I had actually didn't smoke that bad when loaded with Captain Black or Borkum Riff. Six months later he got busted for smoking something that was not tobacco in one of his antler pipes. I threw mine away shortly after his courts-martial.
Yeah was going to say that's the main thing I've seen smoked in them and one guy that smoked rolling tobacco in his.
I'm sorry but I'm offended by your depiction of deer hunters as "jerks who like messing up cars in a pathetic attempt at satiating their blood lust." Serious deer hunters do not mess up cars. They put the deer in the back of their pick-ups and wash the trucks to remove the blood. They are also not "satiating their blood lust". The ones I know hunt to fill their freezer with good, healthy venison.
the deer do that. I making fun of the deer. Deers are jerks. And what's great is that when people don't hunt them it's worse for everyone including the deer (on the better for the deer side, would you rather get shot and die pretty quickly or starve slowly). Sorry about any misunderstanding. I don't personally hunt, but it's because I get bored too easily and would rather stroll about in the woods.
There are some guys that are satiating their blood lust but I wouldn't call them hunters I think there is another term for those guys. You know the kind that shoots something and leaves it where it lies.
