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World Fishing and Outdoor Expo, Part 1.

World Fishing and Outdoor Expo



The World Fishing and Outdoor Expo is going on this weekend at the Eugene Levy Field House at Rockland Community College in Suffern (and now we know where Eugene went to school), so Yesterday my buddy Big Mike and I braved this:

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 ...to attend. If you are in Southern New York or Northern New Jersey, GO! It's a nice little show. I's probably 50% fishing, 30% hunting and 20% other stuff. There are great fishing products, boats, kayaks, snow-cat's, rabbits, raptors, outfitters and artisanal root beer.

Happiness is a damascus steel straight razor.  

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.
Teach a man to fish and he'll sit in a boat with a
six pack all day long. 
You locked the credit cards in the car, right? RIGHT??? 

A local petting zoo had brought out several cute and cuddlies, who made a nice contrast to all the stuffed, dead not so cuddly animals around the hall. I met a baby roo and a nice baby goat.

Are you my mother? 


I'm in charge, here.... 

Kanga sure has changed. 

Perhaps not wisely, they put the raptor rescue booth right next to the petting zoo... 

Cock of the walk: literally

Hello, lunch.... 

Save some for me!! 

I made another new friend, but he was a lot less animated than the goats were. 




So this old girl here was the sweetest girl I met. 

Mighty Huntress....

She was at the booth for Stony Brook Outfitters from Maine. When we got to the booth, and Mike saw that they booked bear hunts in Maine, he said "My buddy went hunting last year up in Maine..." and proceded to tell them the story of how they'd been driving over a ridge and came upon a couple of trespassers, buck naked, having sex in the woods, and Jaye, the nice lady who owns the outfit squeeled, "that was our hunt! That was on our property, Bob! Come here!" and Bob, the guide who'd been driving, came over and met us, and we all all laughed. Our friend had already booked a return hunt for this year, and Mike was planning to go with him, so he pulled out his credit card and paid the (hefty) deposit. I told him that he can probably find the same sort of show in Jersey for a lot less. 

Seriously: It was a fun show. Check it out! 

Next installment I'll talk about some of the stuff I picked up. I was not as big a spender as Mike was. 





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