My grandpa gave us a few of those I think he got from the Boy Scouts. Only one had the cover that I remember. Even though we had a camper, my brothers and I spent many nights just sleeping under the stars in them.The surplus down bag dad got me. You could drive a freight train through the cold spots,if you did not use it inside the canvas snap cover. Then you were toasty to 28 deg.
Inchon must have been bad....
When I was 8, I was gifted a single shot 410. It didn’t have an ejector so I had to keep a stick handy to knock the shell out. Also….shooting 410 slugs at deer was not all that effective. I believe we found 1 out of the three I shot. My dad had the keep shooting mentality.
I bought one of those new when I was 18. Probably used that that thing for 12 seasons before I bought something better. They were shakey ass death traps for sure.Once upon a time, my cousin gave me an old baker tree climber. I can't believe how dumb younger me was... I used to get pretty high in that death trap with no safety harness.