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Well, after many starts and stops in the process we finally purchased a small camp. Just 2 acres in NE Allegany County with a 2 bedroom cabin. There's state land bordering 2 sides, and more across the street. First step was to get the grass knocked down, that took two mows with the Husqvarna rider. Now to get the rutted driveway looked at, some maintenance on the well, and replace the soft living room floor, oh and need to buy a chainsaw for some clean up. I'm sure I will have many questions in the future.

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The date was November 15, 2014. The first day of gun season in the southern tier, and a day I will never forget as long as I live. We had done several pushes that morning and were setting up for our final push before lunch. Crawling through red brush on the previous drive, I just wanted a break and volunteered to be a stander. We had an unusually large group that morning, and the prime standing locations were taken by older or younger hunters. I ended up standing in an area we call the “Dead Zone” where two hedge rows came together in a cut corn field. It used to be the prime spot for the drive; however, the deer had gotten wise to our strategy and avoided it all costs. I was more than ok with just sitting back and watching the action. The drive started as it normally did. Deer trying to escape out the side of the drive and running past standers in optimal locations. As the drive was coming to an end, one of the last pushers screamed on the radio “MONSTER”. No one knew where it was going only that it was in a disgusting tangle of red brush and thorns. Knowing he wasn’t too far from me, I readied and looked down the hedge row to my left expecting him to pop up in the most logical place if he was coming my way. All of the sudden I hear the sounds of brush hitting off antlers to my far right, and out pops a doe with Mr. Big right on her tail. They were only trotting so I knew I had a chance. Slightly caught off guard, I swung my 870 SPS SuperSlug and squeezed off shot one which fell short and covered his front right leg in mud. The doe takes off down the hedge row, but Mr. Big is utterly torn as what to do. Follow the hot doe or save his own bacon. He cuts off from the doe and starts to do a semi-circle around me to go back into where they just came from. Shot two, low again and behind as he starting to pick up speed. It was at this point, I realized he was much further than the 75 yards I thought he was. Shot 3, as he starting to get his motor if full gear, is behind him even though I’m leading him by nearly a half deer length, but closer to the right elevation. Shot 4 same thing, behind him. Chamber shot 5, and I prayed to God that this one hits. Squeeze it off, and he stumbles a little bit and slows down. He stops in the middle of the field with his arse facing me looking for where the doe went. I struggle to jam two more shells in the gun before he takes off straight away from me. Pulled the gun up, and knew he was way too far at this point, and I had no shot at vitals. I take off down the hedge row to try to push him back to other guys in the group and from going back into the thicket. I was too late as I saw his rack one last time before he disappeared into some hemlock trees. I walked back to the field in defeat only to find a glimmer of hope, a small patch of white hair from the fifth shot. No blood whatsoever as I followed his tracks the entire way through the field to where he went back into the thicket. Still in disbelief, I paced off the distance only to realize shots 2-5 were closer to 150 yards with shot 1 around 130. I was holding far too low on all my shots aiming for the lower third rather than trying to catch lungs in the middle third of him. A mistake, I have not repeated to this day on any deer. To this day, I can still clearly hear the brush hitting his rack and remember the way he trotted out on that cut cornfield in all of his glory. That buck was killed the following year by a friend of a friend. He grossed in the mid 170s and netted right around 170 as a mainframe 12 point. I still question what would have been if I would have taken more time to settle on the first shot to properly gauge the distance and try to stop him… Anyone else have ghosts from years past that still haunt them?

Fixed it for ya!

Still bummed out for you that day. However it did turn in to probably one of the funniest one liners i ever heard, when tacks asked you if you considered changing your name to deerguy

Got that covered with one on each of the last few years. We do get a landowner's tag, but wife and daughter play the odds unless I give it over. Daughter is a non-resident so zero odds for her. I'm not looking to pile up does. Just looking to have choices for family without transferring the landowner tag. I save that every year to sit with one of the grandkids and take a deer without trading down on a young buck just to have the experience on getting a deer together. 3 for 3 on grandkid does.

https://www.dec.ny.gov/outdoor/30409.html

It's crazy that we still can't even get a clear answer on something so simple. This state is a joke ,and yet the idiots will continue to vote the POS back in office.

Few years ago, first week of bow season, Phade texts me that I have a big 10pt coming down my trail. I could see him winding his way towards me but the trail is literally right below the stand (narrow trail with a stream with brush on one side and heavy brush on the other). I keep waiting for a decent shot and mind is racing as I don't see it happening. Only hard quartering too offered so I stand and wait while he passes right under me. I was not comfortable with the straight down shot either and as he keeps going I just watch his butt walking straight away until he hits my scent stream and bolts. Beautiful buck. I sat there thinking, what should I have done - I couldn't figure it out while it was slowly happening. Nicest buck I never got a shot on and only 1yd away. lol Came to the conclusion that there really was nothing I could have done other than take the quartering too shot or straight down shot - neither of which I liked. Or maybe I should have found a different tree in the brush to sit - we didn't want to have to enter that brush it was so thick with sharp spines. That buck survived another encounter with a different hunter later in gun season at 20yds when the hunter forgot to either remove the safety or cock the gun (don't recall). Not sure what happened as we never saw him after that season. Good lesson for me on setting stands - don't be lazy and be sure you have a shot to where you expect the deer to be!

Broadhead at 35.

Wife makes a killer butter chicken with naan and she’s 100% Polish Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Stout wasn’t bad... tasted like a melted chocolate ice cream cone. I’ll save the rest of them to share with guests. Now it’s back to the regular scheduled beverage. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Love the grilled naan. Here's a few that I've posted up before. Throw on a piece of meat, grilled onions, roasted peppers and some avocado and some hot sauce....nice. Sent from my SM-G950U using Tapatalk

Grinding through the week with the teething baby while Moms out of town. Why not try something different?? Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

November 2000 in Texas. Hunting whitetails with my dad. 11 guys in camp. Us 2 and 9 guys from Georgia. The Georgia guys got 1 small 9pt combined. Dad and I are in a box blind and see a giant come out in the afternoon 400-500 yards away but coming towards us. Sun was glistening off his rack. I never seen a buck like this before (and still haven’t since). Dad tells me to wait till he stops around 200yds. I got a good rest and shoot. Deer doesn’t move. Dad says reload and shoot again. I repeated this 3 more times. Dad can’t even tell if I’m missing high or low. Deer is looking wondering what’s going on. Dad shoots him and he drops right there. 131” 8pt. Turned out my gun couldn’t hit paper at 50yds- it must have gotten jarred. We checked them after the flight too. Every time I see that buck at my parents my house I think about how it could have been mine. Dad regrets not handing me his gun. He thought I was just having major buck fever. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

You guys are starting to sound like my wife....... :

I care about nothing butter backstraps

Tasty

Been busy. Saturday night had friends over. Thin Man "Bliss" and FOC "i dont like mondays" I had thanks to TF. Both went down real good. Also some other good ones I had that night. Just didnt care for the one from Lefthand. Too much lemon for my beer taste buds. Sent from my SM-G930V using Tapatalk

Typical Moog response. Go big or go home (or both ) Sent from my LM-V405 using Tapatalk

Trying something new tonight, grilled meatloaf.

First shot, then first round sitting down (4th rd. overall) 20yds Sent from my SM-G930V using Tapatalk

The thing with carbon is that it is the most popular arm socket out there....I like to be unique, but at the same time, my current airbrushed arm I am SUPER CAREFUL with, and it gets old. honestly, I wanted to contact

If it were me I would go with carbon fiber overlayed with leaves and vines. What about a Maine treeline/sunset? Not like an orange/pink sky, but dark trees against a light sky? Glad to hear you're making progress.

Just droped my daughter off at a 4 day ID soccer camp at West Point. Been a while since I have been there. We have a few family members that are graduates. Place is beautiful! she will be a Sophomore in HS this year but knows she wants to work in the field of international security. This would be a good fit. Mom is not to keen on the military service but is getting used to the idea.

All fixed....much better feel to the arm too, obviously feels more secure. The control has improved immensely as well! Soon this will rebuilt into the definitive arm for official testing. Any ideas as far as color? Can go white, black, white flesh tone, real carbon fiber, or any color really....i can even buy a sleeve online with a pattern or picture if I wanted, and it can be laminated into it.

I have way to many ghosts to bore you all with my whining but one day sure stands out and it wasn't a real hunt. I had been watching 4 really good bucks across from my house all bow season. One was HUGE. I hunted them but never had anytime that they were even close to bow range. On the last Tuesday of shotgun I looked out the front window after I had gotten home from work and I see a lone doe walking down the hedge row, parallel to our road and out about 400 yards. Since I had been playing cat and mouse with these bucks all year I hadn't put any meat in the freezer and decided I'd grab my gun and go get in front of her. I quickly dress lightly and grab a fist bull of sabots and my gun and head out. She beat me to the hedge row intersection where i was trying to head her off. Since I could see so much of the fields she could have only walked straight away from the road on the intersecting hedge row. SO I start really hoofing it. The field is big and up ahead of me it dipped into a slough with tall grass and brush. An area that never gets farmed becasue it is too wet. But the big trees of the hedge row do run through it. There was about 4" of snow. As soon and I broke over that knob I see brown flashes in the brush and there was a herd in there. They busted into the meadow at about 80-90 yards and the 3 big bucks were right in the mix of the 5 does. For some reason the 3 bucks split off and that gave me the room I needed. I started shooting with my scoped Mossburg 9200 1.....2....3....4...5 nothing and I could see each bullet hit the ground. If I loaded quickly I could get 1 maybe 2 more shots at them. I reached into my pocket and grabbed 2 shells. tipped the gun while I was watching them and dropped in a shell. I was about to hit the bolt release and I glanced down at the brush line that was 20 yards away from me and there was a buck standing broadside.....in the open....and I am empty. I honestly believe he must have been standing there watching me shoot at the other ones. This was the biggest buck I have ever seen in the woods during the season and it was easily over 170 with trash sticking out everywhere. What to do? it seemed like we stood there for an hour staring at each other. I flinched first and hit the bolt release to try to get on him before he bolted. he was faster than I was and he dove into the brush. I fully loaded as I saw his brown shadow headed through the brush. He came out on the very same path as the ones before...yup you guessed it. 1.......2.......3.....4......5....NOTHING.

Good thread! I've had a few but my favorite memory was on black Friday of my first deer season. After a day of my dad and his friend trying to push deer to me with no luck, they put me in a stand for thr last hour of the day. My dads friend went to the right of me towards a ravine when I saw a huge rack at (what I know now) was about 100 yards. I shook like a leaf for what seemed an eternity trying to scope the deer, before he was even to the point of being in front of me I called my dad literally 20 plus times just to tell him of the experience. Lol if it was today it would be a different story but even though it didn't happen the way it "could" have me and my dad still laugh about it every season.

The guys here who took your identity called and canceled them . Oh don’t try to use your debt card either ....

I hunt 8P and 8R. It's crazy, in 8R my wife and I can get 4 DMPs each but you little walk across the road and you almost need a preference point to get one in 8P.

I blame the one that started this thread!

That is actually pretty damn good

Offseason shenanigans, Larry. Only 70 days 'til bow season!!

Still legal to cut their nuts off though. I know they will never publish the numbers but wait and see what happens with shelter cat populations and euthanizing numbers. They are gonna go through the roof. AND the incidents of roadside dumping will be headed up. As the perfect predator, cats can do a number on small game and song bird numbers in an area. One of the few animals to kill for the fun of it.

. Couple may be worth keeping an eye on. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Just shoot the buttons - you can grab them with one hand and wing them in the truck. Heck, you may be able to just put a leash on them and take em home live. No special ramp needed.

Correct, court ruled in that Lockport case that counting rounds, when not arresting someone for something else was an illegal search , doesn’t mean it doesn’t still happen . Recently when this issue “ came up “ I asked some cops I know at the gym, if say on a traffic stop they could count the rounds in a legally owned gun. They basically said , “ I guess if I wanted to, although not sure why I’d I’d want to .” Which is why asking cops legal questions is iffy at best .

Thanks. I’m all set with this tri-Fold. It fits in bed on angle and tailgate closes. Under 25lbs. So it’s easy to leave in garage and only throw in bed when needed. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Here's a pic of the range with all the shot up and blow'd up trucks and armor. (from one of the Houghton 2gun matches)

So I just pulled the trigger on a new to me Garand. It is a Winchester 13. That means it comes from a period late in the war where Winchester made a mistake and used serial numbers that were designated to Springfield creating duplicates. It shipped out today and I got it at a great price. The guy had no clue what he had. Almost felt bad buying it at the price I did but he should have done the research before putting it up for sale Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

You have some serious trust issues. Especially for someone I’ve seen do some really creepy shit Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

I would love some company if and when I go back up to the Adirondacks hunting except judging from your angry comments i wouldn't be able to trust you .

Finished product... Sent from my SM-G935V using Tapatalk

Good first day on the boat. Came back with grouper fillets. Lost some toothy ones today, more wire tomorrow.

The number one rule on a forum is: attack the post, not the poster. When you make it personal you've likely already lost any argument you might have had. I spend an inordinate amount of time on internet forums, many of them Progressive. It's part of the research for my job. I might chime in when someone says something really stupid, but I go after the statement rather than the poster. 99 times out of 100 I will be met with a personal attack in response. It's a very poor way to change someone's mind.

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Reminds me of a joke... A man is in the barber's chair, getting a haircut...His 8 year old daughter is scampering around the chair, eating a Hostess snack cake.. The barber, somewhat annoyed, says to the girl...." Honey, you're going to get hair on your twinkie" The girl replies ' Yup, I know...And I'm gonna get BOOBS too !! "

it's official! I got someone to swap tags!!! now I'm going after a bull during the September season in zone 6!!! I don't think I could be any more excited!!!

First shot was one of the dark arrows at about 40. I was trying to see if my two kinds of arrows hit the same,but the vaps are a little low i guess. Happy with the groups though.