Yep....When I had access to several hundred acres to target practice on 7 days a week... I had absolutely no idea how rare an opportunity that was.
"These are the good old days..."
About four years ago, my uncle purchased 50 acres of woods.
Located in southern Fountain county, the western property line is the old tow-path for the Wabash-Erie canal.
Fifty acres of prime "bottom land", purchased for the sole purpose of hunting.
The first thing he did was to add my two brothers and me on the deed!
If I spent every waking hour for the next five years, I could get a 300 yard range running the short side, or 900 yards running lengthwise!
This is the first time I have had access to more than about five acres of hunting ground, and the first time I've had my name on a piece of property.
I have never had it better, in that respect.
I have one of the greatest uncle's in the whole wide world!
Where the BMV is on South Meridian St. (between Old Meridian and 135), we used to hunt rabbits. That little wedge of land was loaded with 'em.Where Kahlo Jeep is in Noblesville use to be an abandoned RR line we use to hunt and target practice at back before the area was developed
Funny I had nearly the exact opposite experience. About 2 years ago my grandmother passed away. She had 44 acres out in central Morgan county that were what was left of over 100 acres that had been passed down through our family for nearly 200 years. My grandmother had the original land deed dated around the mid1800s just after IN became a state. About 42 were wooded with her house sitting on 2 cleared. My brother and I grew up out there making trails, riding dirt bikes, playing paint ball and when we got old enough built a shooting range. After my grandmother died my uncle who lives in Maryland and has for nearly 30 years and cared nothing for the property his own mother's wishes for that matter as she had stated and even put in her trust that she wanted the land kept in the family, came back hired his own lawyer, forced my mom to sell everything stuck most of the money in his own pocket and left back for Maryland. I have one of the worst uncle's inthe world"These are the good old days..."
About four years ago, my uncle purchased 50 acres of woods.
Located in southern Fountain county, the western property line is the old tow-path for the Wabash-Erie canal.
Fifty acres of prime "bottom land", purchased for the sole purpose of hunting.
The first thing he did was to add my two brothers and me on the deed!
If I spent every waking hour for the next five years, I could get a 300 yard range running the short side, or 900 yards running lengthwise!
This is the first time I have had access to more than about five acres of hunting ground, and the first time I've had my name on a piece of property.
I have never had it better, in that respect.
I have one of the greatest uncle's in the whole wide world!
Maryland.Funny I had nearly the exact opposite experience. About 2 years ago my grandmother passed away. She had 44 acres out in central Morgan county that were what was left of over 100 acres that had been passed down through our family for nearly 200 years. My grandmother had the original land deed dated around the mid1800s just after IN became a state. About 42 were wooded with her house sitting on 2 cleared. My brother and I grew up out there making trails, riding dirt bikes, playing paint ball and when we got old enough built a shooting range. After my grandmother died my uncle who lives in Maryland and has for nearly 30 years and cared nothing for the property his own mother's wishes for that matter as she had stated and even put in her trust that she wanted the land kept in the family, came back hired his own lawyer, forced my mom to sell everything stuck most of the money in his own pocket and left back for Maryland. I have one of the worst uncle's inthe world
Similar results, except it was a lucrative business. One side of the family poor, one side rich. I could understand soap operas so much better. When I visited them, the first day was about who was not talking to whom and why and what not to bring up at family dinner.
Glad I was raised by the poor side.