Originally Posted by Wiley Coyote
I've been going through threads all the way back to 2004 and it's mind boggling as to what has taken place here in the last few years. Back then, it wasn't just a website. It lived. It breathed. And it had a presence. That presence is gone. G.O.N.E. Gone. The bunch from back then were a band of brothers. We helped each other any way we could. Sometimes it meant a couple of hours, or more, on the road but it was what we did. We drank big beer and suffered the next day or 2 but whatever the objective, it got done. We didn't text. We called. If we did text, it said "call me". The pictures that I'm seeing from back then make me realize just how much better it was then and how ashamed some of the old crowd would be. Mangler, Hoyt, Packrat, Perch and others who have passed on and the ones who have walked away wouldn't piss on what's left here. Something happened here that has brought on a craving for attention and the need to be the smartest man in the room at gigabit speed. It has become a competition for finding the worst news first and no matter what good is found, there's a race to find the bad in it. If The Exorcist were a website, this would be it. Back in the day, we had a few attention whores, a couple are biological brothers and a couple just drifting through but they didn't compare to the obsession of a current few.

When I look at the pictures from the first Fishing Tournament and those that followed, the Cedar Creek hunt, spur of the moment meet ups for a burger, the night we drank Crawmama's out of beer and they went and bought more beer...... TWICE that night, the last time any of us saw Boone (Hoyt and the boat paddle), meet ups for divvying up mass quantities of fertilizer/seed/Trophy Rock or just meeting up for a burger and beer. We all cared about each other and our families. A few still do but the majority disconnect is real.

Don’t forget the gay dove shoots.