Old guy so of course this post made me think of a story.
Young man, ok he was in his thirties then but I remember when he was born so young, went bow hunting black bear down on the coast I believe. First who hunts a bear with a bow? Had a sow and three cubs come out of cornfield right beside me while deer hunting at Pungo once. Only time I've ever been afraid with a 12 gauge Browning full of buckshot in my hands. Anyway my young friend harvested, Weird word but have to use it nowadays, the bear. Sent me a pound of sausage to try. Was the greasiest sausage ever ate. Smelled gamey while cooking and truthfully my dogs wouldn't eat leftovers. But like my daddy and momma taught me, when he asked me how it was, I said thanks and it was an interesting take on sausage...
I'm sure I probably didn't prepare it right or cooked to fast or something. Haven;t eaten bear meat since...
Man telling hunting stories is fun. These Mt Airy supporters might be onto something? Plus it seems like mostly me and mountain fellers end up talking about it...