tenngun said:Time was when I was in the Absaroka....
That was quite a most fascinating story. Not sayin that it might not all be true, but would ya have photo of a frozen spark? I never seen a frozen one before. My sparks are so hot that sometimes I have to replace the melted pan.I looked at the pan and there layed those sparks frozen and glowing.
OK Mr. Bridger. Whatever you say. :rotf:tenngun said:Time was when I was in the Absaroka I woke up in the night to find my fire frozen solid. I smacked it with my hawk and it shattered like glass. I picked up the pieces to trade like Amber.
Next morning I was hunting and found two deer in a meadow. I threw up on one and shot.
Click went the gun. I looked at the pan and there layed those sparks frozen and glowing. I grabbed those sparks and put them in my mouth to thaw out. Quick like I drew my hawk and threw it toward the deer. About then my sparks were getting warm in my mouth and I threw up my gun to shoot. I spat those glowing sparks in to the pan. I drew a bead on my flying hawk and boom went the gun. The ball hit my hawk blade and split in two. The halfs struck them deer and dropped them both. I had venison for dinner.
We had a winter camp on sylamore creek in Arkansas. We had a frolic at about 5 below f, and our guns fired without a problem.
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