how many here were around these while growing up.I would also like to compare these to Skillet shooting Quial does it really matter if you are trying to harvest the greatest quantity in the least amount of time for consumtion>>>>?

My dad still use yoyo's in Louisiana

Used to love runnin yo-yo's after duck season was over. Got about 10 dozen collecting dust somewhere in a bucket now...

I used to love setting out a ruber band line, build a fire and wait on that bell to ring while knocking back a cold one.
We see plenty of Yo-Yo's in Oklahoma and Arkansas every year.

Yep, it was all about getting the meat. Jerry pretty much has the standard operating procedure nailed down. It was of course not as sporting as fooling them one at a time on jigs, but still sure was enjoyable.

Your comparison to skillet shooting a covey of quail is a very good comparison. Some kids were raised that you just absolutely never shot a bird on the ground and would be severly talked to if you did such an "unsportsmanlike" thing. Then you had the other side of the coin where the old man would tan your hide if he ever caught you wasting a shell on a flying bird. Too much chance of missing and those shells "cost MONEY boy - What were you thinkin!??" Then there was guys like my dad who prized the skillet shot as a windfall to be taken with the greatest of satisfaction that such good fortune would smile on him. I think 16 or so was his record from one #9 load 'high brass' 12 guage shell. He shot them flying too, and while it was all fun, the main goal was for (the very delicious) food. I guess it all depends how you were raised but there was no such thing as catch and release around our house.

Jon

I don't post on hea much, but I gotta chime in hea on this un. I was raised we went fishin and huntin for the meat. If you shot it you betta be ready to eat it. If you caught it and it was by the law, you cleaned it and ate it unless it was too small and then you thru it back. Of course unless it was a skunk or something like that. But we was taught not to kill a skunk or varmit if he wouldnt hurtin nothin. We was taught to let em be. Now if he was gettin the chicken eggs and the baby chicks then he had to go. Nowadays it's catch and release and there aint nothin wrong with that. But a lot of these same fellers that preach this will kill something with a rifle or shotgun and let it lay for the buzzards and fire ants just for the sake of killin and the thrill. To each his own I guess. I have 2 boys, one 20 and the other 17, and I have raised them on the same principle I was raised. Don't kill it unless you plan on eatin it and if you catch it and don't plan on eatin it, release it alive if you can.

Peace Out
Dave

I for one was in the same like If you are trying to feed your family you took the shot.If you wanna impress your father in law you waited simple I have no problem with either just people who draw the line as if they were the reason why quail and fish are on the planet earth.

When we were kids we used yo-yo's all the time. We had little ponds and creeks where we would set them. In the morning we would have "flying fish" hanging in the trees (usually littel cats).

You better check the rules for yo-yo's and unattended branch lines. I think that I've read somewhere that they are illegal in some waters in Texas.

If people don't know this is one



The company line is a good one if you think about it "No survival kit should be without one - or two!"

That situation woild really be better with a few of these deals.

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Texas did years ago outlaw YoYo's and i have never heard any thing new about usage again so i bet they are still against the law..
Yepn I saw a 17 page debate,cuss and stick knife fight on the hunting forum cause some feller stated he shot into a covey of quail sittin on the ground....that is so right about people hunting just to kill I know all the loud mouth Duck hunters over on the THF don't eat all the ducks they killl every year and i know seven people who deer hunt and have never to this day eatin venison ever..

I guess shootin a pile of quail on the ground must be sorta like using live waterdogs on bedding bass or sumpthin. OR, God forbid, EATING a black bass <gasp>.

A feller I know had this to say about such things:
"You know what? I like may bacon chewy. I know some folks think they like their's crispy but that's just all wrong. Why anyone would ever even think of eating crispy bacon is totally beyond me. I cook mine chewy and everyone else should eat their's the same way.
There is just absolutely no excuse for anyone to ever eat crispy bacon and that's just all they are to it !!!" It may be legal but it just ain't right and people need to quit doing it.

Jon

To each his own. I hunted the fields and woods of Kentucky as a young teenager, with friends as my Father was a fisherman but never owned a gun. As a younger child, my brother and I begged for months to get "Santa" to bring us a Daisy pump BBgun. He came through for us, although Mom voted against it and did not even leave Santa a plate of cookies on Christmas Eve!

Jack, my brother, was more into football and baseball and although he enjoyed shooting at targets and a few birds now and then, hung it up on the Red Rider gun rack and there it sat.

Me, on the other hand, stalked birds around the neighborhood, keeping tally of how many I could kill. I had two friends who were very competitive with me and we pretty much kept the neighborhood thinned out. We were run out of many yards and back in the 50's folks never called the police on things such as that. Today would be a different story. I would not stand for some kid to roam my yard killing everything in sight. We just did not realize the imposition we were making on neighbors property and apparently none of them called our parents to complain or my Dad would have set us straight.

At probably 13 or so, Santa had enough confidence in my brother and I that he gave us .22 pellet rifles, pump up pressure type, that were very nice and very powerful. This increased our potential threat to wildlife. We began roaming the farms and fields for miles. We would hunt everything from birds to rabbits, squirrels, crows, doves, pigeons etc. Once, my friend Mike S. and myself were inside a barn shooting the pigeons as they would fly into the entrance at the end of the barn. If we missed, they would fly into the barn erratically, lighting on rafters and we would shoot them (or attempt to) wherever they landed. We got overly engrossed one day and the farmer drove right to the front of the barn and entered while we were tracking down our next victim. He chewed us out royally, to put it mildly. He pointed out the rays of sunshine that was coming through the holes in the roof. We had never even thought about the damage we were doing. He let us off with a good butt chewing and we promised never to enter his barns again. He DID NOT tell our parents, thank goodness!

The next year we received JC Higgins .22 automatic rifles and nothing was safe! We would go out in the winter when the lakes froze over and toss an empty cartridge box on the ice. Then we would cut loose bouncing the box to the far side of the lake. Luckily, shells were .50c per box.

When I was in High School, my friend Mike S. and me heard about people going to the county dump at night and shooting rats with flashlights strapped to the guns. We bought 5 boxes each of shells and drove out into the country, arriving at the dump probably 30 minutes before dark. We sit in the truck and waited for the action. There were scattered remnants of freshly dumped garbage upon the upper end of the deep ravines, burning from fires started earlier in the day. The older trash was dozed up to and over the steep ravine. As dark approached you could hear the cans rattling and then see the dark shape of the rats running towards the fresh garbage. The hunt was on! We would slowly walk, side by side along this 50'wide path of clearing and shoot the rats at the edge of the fires while they searched frantically for bits of food. Several times as we walked amongst them, they would actually cross our feet as they would flee back towards safety.

When we finally ran out of ammunition, our count was over 180 rats. We felt quite proud of our accomplishment, ridding the dump of these disease carrying rodents. About two weeks later there was an article in the paper about game wardens patrolling the dump to prevent the slaughter of rats! Good Grief, we thought. Apparently, they were welcome to rid the dump of edible material at the dump to prevent the stinch and potential disease. Who'd of thunk?? We had already planned another assault on these crafty, dangerous critters, taking more ammo and several more friends. I do believe we could have set a World Record for total rat kills if not for the game wardens!

Sorry for the book again. I am retired and have nothing but memories! ha......../Mike)

I am unsure where you left this are you against shooting quail with YOYOS or is the Bacon eater against eatin BASS

Sorry for not being clear and leaving things hanging there like that. The fact is that the bacon eating Friend was Bill M. Bill wouldn't even consider eating a bass that wasn't caught off a bed with a live waterdog from a Yo Yo. Said it wasn't sporting to take them any other way and he would turn up his nose if you offered him a fried bass that was caught by some unsporting manner like with a hand tied hair frog on a flyrod for example. That's just the way he was.

Me on the other hand like to believe I'm a little more tolerant of other people's ways and have no problem with folks shooting quail in whatever legal method they choose. They're welcome to use yo yo's, live salamanders, or whatever trips their trigger. I will just say that a lot of the older guns barrels are not rated for yo yos and the bore can be badly damaged by using them. Plus, you have to use a choke that's three times tighter than normal to compensate for that sailing frisbee effect those yo yo's seem to exhibit downrange. Now the live salamanders on the other hand make a pattern that spreads out so quick they're strictly a close range proposition. I find them to be a little messy, especially if your shooting into the wind, but that's just me. I got no problem with anyone wanting to use them long as they clean their selves off before they get back in the truck.

Hope this clears things up a little bit.

Jon