Birdog, that is a fantastically beautiful photo of Geno hunting with his dog. And it takes on a whole other mystical aspect with his passing.
This might be a silly question, but did he send it to you, or did you ever meet him and take it yourself? I only ask because I think a framed print of that for his family would be a wonderful gift, if they don't already have it of course.
I'm definitely going to make a print copy of it
Kid,
We exchanged correspondence and some photos over the years but I am not sure this was one of them. Geno posted photos of his hunting adventures, dogs, guns and friends from time to time on this BBS so it could have come to me that way. I will check back through my stuff.
I took the train from Helsinki to Moscow via St. Petersburg and we met for zukuski "small bites" of black caviar with toast & butter, pancakes , egg. onion, black coffee and vodka. Very lively and enjoyable conversation, we discussed -what else- guns, dogs, shooting and women.
.... but way- way to short. Took the Red Arrow on to Moscow.
Gennadi Charcot and friends had a rewarding day afield, NW Russia.
Rest in Peace Gennadi.