Hey kidvet, I actually hunted "bluegrouse" several years in the 60's and 70's in Quebec on the Forillon of the Gaspe' Peninsula. Those trips with a serviceable but nasty little Spanish SxS. I was actually up there several years to trap migrating goshawks.
Driving a Volvo P1800 in Late August of 1969, I picked up an enchanting college girl from Montreal who was hitch hiking. She spoke not a word of English or 'merican for that matter but we had a lovely seventy-two hours together until she was lured away by some sweet smelling frenchman.I later kicked his ass and was shipped overseas for a few years. Not for kicking his ass though.
You see, I was one of the few US Army draftees who went to Canada in the sixty's and seventy's and subsequently reported for overseas duty. I went to Canada for sport.
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