Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
No deer quite yet-
Just a collection of sweaty, stinky, middle-aged guys working on their deer stands.
And getting ready for deer camp.
True-enough - we've not outgrown our desire to build tree houses.
I mean - really - can you blame us?
This is terrific fun.
Not for the purpose of reading Mad Magazine or a purloined Playboy like when we were youngsters - but to hunt the wily whitetail.
The rest of you deer hunters know what I'm talking about - annual maintenance on that favorite deer stand that has been battered over the previous eight months. Including sweeping out all of the raccoon scat. Blech.
One of my personal favorite stands is in the picture below.
Many a nap has been taken in this stand and many deer taken as well.
It was constructed from a dismantled and recycled Tosa deck.
High winds clobbered it following last season's hunt.
With some big lag bolts and a large quantity of nails I think we're back in business.
For another season anyway.
Just for kicks I strapped a game camera to the tree trunk at the base of the stand just to see who's hanging-around.
Here's what was photographed...