So much of this nostalgia is for a time before most here were born. We don't know the hard realities of using that antiquated gear, just the quaint
look of it in old sepia photos.
My nostalgia is for gear we
really used in the days when I first hunted waterfowl. It was not long after the Korean War ended, and Uncle Sam was equipping most duck hunters in Minnesota through the war surplus store. No one fancied himself a 'gentleman,' we sure as hell didn't look 'dapper' - but we killed a lot of ducks in those days. It was all O.D. field jackets and flight pants and jeep caps and .50 ammo boxes; everything smelled of mothballs and mildew. In the pre-dawn bustle at the landing, as we loaded the boats, it looked like preparation for D-Day. Even my AlumaCraft Ducker, with Army pontoons in its DNA, harked back to the days of war.
Nothing elegant, nothing expensive, just gear that had worked to save the world. Swords into plowshares, it was.