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I can never understand why they want to Ban and tax cigs but they want to legalize harder drugs? Oh wait maybe because their base is a bunch of pot smoking, brain dead, lazy azz, jobless, occupy wallstreet, socialist, hippies? Much easier to control if your brain is fried.

Another hair raising Bar hunting storie from the Wensels. http://www.brothersofthebow.com/Bear_with_Me_on_This_One.htm

Should have just done it in the first place and there wouldnt have been problems.

120 million dollars just layin in the ditches. Looks like I need to expand my operation.

As soon as you shoot it cut around the middle and skin from the waist down and cut bottom half off. Throw rest of squil in bush for yotes. Once you hunt up about 12 squils boil them till the meat comes off the bones. Then fry in pan with a little butter and garlic to taste and smother in BBQ sauce and eat on a bun like pulled pork.. Enjoy.

Looks like an MSNBC line up of correspondents. The resemblance is uncanny.

Bout time.

I really stuck it to the gov. the other day with bottle fees, I was on a walk a few weeks ago and noticed the amount of 5 centers laying in the ditch. So the next time I went out I grabbed a garbage bag and started picking them up. over the next few weeks I had my wife drop me off on different roads and walked back to the house collecting cans. Turned them in today for close to 50 bucks the gov was going to keep. God bless NY drunk drivers! You really dont know how much NY is making on unreturned cans till you get out and check the garbage cans and the ditches. Heck do a little math and figure up how much money you throw out if you just throw out one can a day.

For this very reason I now remove all branches to over my head on a tree I have put a stand in. I dont trust myself not to grab them. I use to worry the deer would see me without all the cover but I still kill deer. I use extra screw in steps as handles and not branches. Hope the foot feels better.

Really doesnt make much sense. Would have made more sense to add crossbows to bow season and the opening gun weekend be a youth only hunt.

2004 8 January. (Attacks #12 and 13; death #6) 35-year-old Mark Jeffrey Reynolds, an amateur mountain bike racer, was reported as being killed by a mountain lion sometime after 1:25 p.m. at Whiting Ranch Wilderness Park in southern Orange County. His bicycle was later found with the chain unbroken, but off the sprockets. Jim Amormino, a spokesman for the Orange County Sheriff's Department, speculated that Mark was attacked as he was fixing his bike. However, the autopsy results apparently show no damage to his neck at all, or any damage indicative of an actual attack that caused his death. The speculation that fits the facts best is that Mark had a heart attack while riding his bike, fell off his bike, causing the chain to fall off the sprockets. The cougar then simply scavenged him while he was dead on the ground. Unfortunately, as is typically the case for lion feeding, the heart was missing, so we'll never know for sure if he did have a heart attack. Later the same day, Anne Hjelle, 30, of Santa Ana, a former Marine who works as a fitness instructor, was jumped by the same mountain lion. Anne was attacked a short distance down the trail from Mark's body, which was not visible to her, while she was riding her mountain bicycle. The lion jumped her from a slight rise (~4 feet) on the right hand side of the trail, from under some high brush. The lion quickly had Anne's face in its mouth, despite the presence of Anne's helmet. Her riding companion, Debi Nicholls, was about 30 feet behind Anne and witnessed the attack. Debi threw her bike at the mountain lion, to no avail, then grabbed Anne's legs and screamed as the lion dragged both of them 30 feet down the slope into the brush. The lion kept attacking Anne, alternating between her helmet, face and neck. The screams brought Nils Magnuson, 33, of Long Beach, and Mike Castellano to the scene, who called 911 and scared off the mountain lion by throwing rocks at it. Anne was airlifted to Mission Hospital. Her condition was initially critical, was upgraded from serious as of early 9 January, and to fair as of 10 January. Nils was nearby since he had just found Mark's bicycle, and was about to look for Mark. (Mountain bikers crash fairly frequently, so finding a crashed bicycle is not an unusual occurrence. It is customary to stop and render aid to crashees.) After this attack, Mark's body was found dead higher on the trail than where Anne was attacked. Mark had apparently been dead for some hours, and his body had been half-eaten and partially buried, typical of a mountain lion kill. Later that night, Sheriff's deputies shot and killed a healthy 3- to 4-year-old, 110-122 pound male lion, which was spotted 50 yards from the man's body. Initial tests found human skin tissue, and portions of a human lung and liver in the lion's stomach, which were confirmed later to match Mark's DNA. No fibers from Anne's clothing, nor any slivers from her helmet, were found in the initial examination, but later DNA tests matched Anne to the blood on one of the lion's claws. Curiously, no deer hairball was found in the lion. In California, from 1986 through 1998, exactly two people died from mountain lion attacks, whereas in one year alone, over 4,000 people died in traffic accidents, including 800 pedestrians. This means that your car or someone else's car is ~2,000 times more likely to kill you than is a mountain lion. (A Detailed Calculation gives the ratio as between 1,150 and 4,300.) Over 300 people have been killed by domestic dogs in the U.S. between 1979 and the late 1990s. This means that your family dog or your neighbor's dog is ten times more likely to kill you than is a mountain lion and hundreds of time more likely than is a coyote.

I usually go with 2 but sometimes up to 4 depending how many different aiming points are on the target. I never shoot at the same point with more than one arrow. Gets to be agrivating replacing nocks and fletchings all the time if you go with more than one arrow. As fall arrives I switch to broadheads and only shoot one arrow. I shoot as if each time it is the first arrow Im putting into a deer and make them count. Gives you more rest inbetween shots and keeps your shoulders from getting worn out fast. I find that after a few rounds of 4 or more arrows my groups start to open up from poor shooting form due to shoulders getting tired.

I hunted for about 10 yrs with a pearson king cobra before I bought the PSE I currently hunt with. It was a little hard to control because it was so short but man was it fast. Killed a few good deer with it.

I dont think I will be hunting in Montana alone anytime soon. Just the Grizz story would keep me out of the woods there. Pretty funny shooting him with a blunt tipped arrow and just making him madder.

The 47% enjoying their tax free shotguns is what it looks like to me, I highly doubt he bought that legally. Last time I bought a shot gun the tax was pretty high.

I wouldnt say that. The Deer numbers around where I hunt have been way down for yrs after the slaughter of doe from previous yrs. So the old ways work fine if the hunters are in the woods. I will reserve my judgement though for youth season till after the numbers come back. I suspect it will not raise any significant number of new hunters as the youth who are participating in this were more than likely going to be deer hunters anyhow. The gamers and tv watchers will still be in their house. The only outcome will be more dead deer which is what the DEC wants.

Same here, in the dark walking in had a whole pack of yotes run right up to me and start growling. I almost craped my pants trying to load the 270 in the dark. Luckily all the noise I was making loading my gun and digging around in my pack looking for a flashlight chased them off. Though one kept just ahead of me and would bark ever so often to keep the hairs up on my neck. Luckily we dont have wolves here might have ended differently. My worst nightmare would be to run into an ornery bear in the dark. With all the bears I see every yr I think its just a matter of time.

Holy crap there is a deer rack in that pic I never noticed it!!!

Heard its one of the better game animals to put in chili also! So getting the animal skinned quickly is of the utmost importance. Now, Southern zone bears have to be examined by the DEC, is that before being skinned or after? I really cant find anything that states either way. If I kill a bear it will be for the meat, could care less about mounting it. May see if a local taxadermist wants the fur and skull or just pull a few canine teeth out and the claws as keep sakes and throw the rest of the hide away. But the meat is mostly what im after when it comes to bears.

I have seen people who could shoot quarter size groups and bitch all day about messing up their arrows, who when it came to shooting deer just lose it. If you aren't prepared mentally and physically for the shot you arent going to make a clean kill no matter how much you practice. I know someone ,who I will not mention, that shoots just fine and pulls 50 lbs. Put a deer in front of him and he can barely pull it back, its the funniest thing you have ever seen!!! Bowhunting is alot more difficult than alot of people who dont bowhunt think. I always like the comments non bowhunters make about how bowhunters kill all the deer before they get a chance at them in gun season. I wish it was that easy.

uh-oh Bubbas up. Good morning Bubba!!!

Why not just trade the 750 in on a 30/06 carbine 750 or a 35 whelen ( if you can find one, i see the 35's have been discontinued) ? The carbine short barrel is nice for brush and if you put a red dot on it, it would make a perfect brush gun. Heck put a red dot on the 308. If you have brush that would deflect a 308 it will deflect 30/06, 35 or 762x39 also.

Well here's to starting, Look at the " drop tines " on this one.

From what I have gathered from reading around the net, Taste, depends on what the bear has been eating. If they have been dumpster diving they taste like trash. Which shouldnt be to much of a problem where I hunt. The acorns are plentifull this yr along with the hickorys and beech nuts so the meat should taste pretty good I guess. Anyone who has shot a bear have any advice on care of the bear after it is down?

　 “Too Young?” By Gene Wensel I’m starting to see a disturbing trend among hunters trying to involve youngsters in the outdoors as part of a master plan to insure the future of hunting. On the surface, this is presumably a vital aspect in the legacy of our passion. Unfortunately, today’s “too much, too soon” temptations are quickly getting out of control in a society now geared toward skipping steps or avoiding any degree of apprenticeship whatsoever. Please don’t misunderstand me, I am NOT suggesting that we discourage people from getting youngsters into the outdoors. Far be it from me to dampen our legacy spirit, but in reality, the challenge is as simple as learning to walk before we can run. I met a cowboy in Texas last spring who bragged about his son killing a whitetail buck last fall at age two! TWO?? Yes…. two! That, my friends, is far too young. Let’s break things down into reality. What reasoning skills does one possess at age two? What ethics level has been formed or even considered by someone who cannot yet speak a complete sentence? The kid was possibly still in diapers! Will there be a market for camouflaged diapers in the near future? The “hunter” probably wore pajamas with the feet still attached and gets a lollipop whenever he sleeps dry. He couldn’t sign his own name on a hunting license. He couldn’t even climb the magic ladder into the shooting house because the steps were too far apart. My guess is that he shot the deer with someone else’s rifle, in someone else’s shooting house, over a food plot planted by someone else. Dad locked and loaded, aimed the scope and instructed little Johnny to touch the trigger when everything was lined up. Is this a stunt to be proud of or to brag about? I ask you, did the boy hunt that deer or just shoot it? The deer was probably older than he was! Several years ago I met a ten year old boy who had already killed his “Big Five” in Africa! That includes elephant, people. I was tempted to ask the kid what he did for work but I left well enough alone. Instead, I asked myself what caliber of gun a person hands a ten year old kid to shoot a 50 year old elephant? What does that boy have to look forward to in his adult life? I was raised in another generation. I was not allowed to hunt deer until I turned 14 years old. That doesn’t mean I didn’t hunt as a youngster! I was pure hell on rabbits, birds, squirrels and groundhogs when I was a kid. As far as I was concerned, that’s why God made small game. In my generation, most kids started with slingshots, and later were routinely “issued” BB guns. Many a tweety bird fell to my Daisy. I was taught gun safety and right from wrong. I was allowed to hunt small game with a .22 rimfire somewhere around eight years old. My dad, in his infinite wisdom, knew my brother and I weren’t old enough or mature enough to be killing big game but he permitted Barry and me the freedom of roaming our farm for close range woodchucks. I grew up suburban or rural. Like most kids, I went through all the immature and irresponsible stages of capture, where boys shot toads with rubber bands and paper clips, put lit firecrackers into the mouths of flopping suckers, ran soda straws up the butts of live frogs to inflate them to the size of apples, etc. It was pretty brutal kid stuff, where “boys will be boys“ attitudes prevailed whenever adults were not around. But I knew better than to even think about popping a deer. Eventually I learned outdoor skills like how to trap minnows and small game. I bought a leg hold trap and caught my first muskrat. When I walked up to the poor thing, I didn’t really know what to do next, so I killed him by punching him in the head until he died. The thought of using a club never entered my mind. Sad but true. The entire woodsmanship venture is being skipped by modern American youth. Early on, either by my dad or through Scouting, I was taught basic outdoor skills; things like how to start a fire, how to dress a rabbit, how to tie knots, how to catch nightcrawlers, how to use a compass, how to sharpen a knife, and how to tie flies even before I owned a fly rod. I eventually learned how to stalk close to catch bull frogs by dangling a colorful trout fly a couple inches in front of their nose. I started as a Cub Scout. Merit badges were something to be proud of because they were earned. Today, the term “boy scout” has taken on a whole new meaning, if you get my drift. Generations have evolved over the years, often allowing outdoor participants to skip any and all apprenticeship. I recently spoke with a guy whose son just returned from basic training in the Army. Out of 260 men in his entire company, only 22 qualified their first day at the rifle range. Less than one in ten knew how to shoot! They had to be taught. The finest fighting forces the world has ever known were once made up of American farm boys raised with firearms. They knew guns and how to use them. They hunted, ate red meat, and understood life and death. They also had what I like to call “heart.” They understood patriotism and realized this thing known as freedom was worth fighting for. I don’t mean to imply that modern American soldiers are no longer good warriors, as technology has filled in many of the gaps, but the simple fact remains that many, if not most, recruits now have to be taught woodsmanship, shooting, and basic survival or outdoor skills. One of the positive aspects of training new recruits who have never shot a gun is the fact they have also never taught themselves poor shooting form or other bad habits. On a related note, I might also add that, if given a choice, I would rather be in the trenches of war with any ten people reading this article than any hundred people attending a PETA convention. Although many states have minimum age criteria, gun caliber limits and draw weight restrictions for bowhunting, many states do not. I regularly see “hero” pictures of small children posed behind defunct deer, often not even smiling. It makes me wonder. I’ve even seen six year olds “hunting” deer successfully on television shows. Most of the time, Dad appears a lot happier than the kid, who would just as soon be at home watching cartoons or playing a video game. Television hunting celebrities have programmed our youngsters to expect success without really earning it. Many are beyond even wanting to understand. They just want to be put in “a good spot.“ Instant gratification is demonstrated weekly at it’s very worst. In all honesty, many adult hunters themselves have a very difficult time differentiating love from lust, mostly because hunting has sadly turned into an industry. So, when is a child ready to hunt big game? Notice, I said big game. Not until they are mature enough to understand what real hunting is all about. Not until they know that hunting has responsibilities that include honor and respect. Not until they understand life and death. Not until they realize animals don’t talk and “Shotgun Red” doesn’t really breathe. Some kids are probably ready for big game sooner than others. I’ve known youngsters who were skillful enough at ten years old, but very few are ripe until sometime after their twelfth birthday. In the old days, young boys would squirm while waiting in anticipation for their fathers and uncles to come home from the hunt, anxious for the day when they too could participate. As the song goes, Davey Crockett “killed a bear when he was only three.” My guess is that the bruin was probably either treed or shot while eating from the Crockett family garden or garbage can. In summary, I guess what I’m saying is that kids should not be driving until they are mature enough to take the wheel. Nor should they be holding down paid jobs except for basic chores. Nor should they be voting, dating, drinking beer, or running for office. I feel strongly that an outdoor apprenticeship is mandatory before allowing a youngster to hunt big game. Eagerness to learn is an important part of growing up, but doesn’t really count until a lot of questions are answered properly. I think it’s only natural for every hunter to want their child to grow up to love the outdoors the way we do. But before you hand your daughter or son a tool that can drop a deer, ask yourself if he or she is honestly ready to do so in an honorable and respectful fashion. If, in your heart, you aren’t absolutely sure of the answer, give them more time. Allow them additional opportunities to hunt small game, then maybe a called in gobbler from a blind, or close flying ducks over decoys with a light shotgun. Sooner or later, they will be ready. The first deer season they will be mature enough to participate in will eventually come. Until then, help them to slow down, learn, and enjoy the outdoors for what it really is rather than just allowing them to take from it. After all, hunting is not any sort of race. It is, or at least should be, strictly non-competitive. You’ll know in your heart when your child is ready. And your heart will eventually soar as they grin from ear to ear when you finally say, “See his white belly?”