I was on over at www.racksandspursclub.com. It’s a fairly new board, and one that I would heartily recommend to everyone. Anyhow, I lifted a thread from over there. I guess my point in including it here is similar to what I said to one of my younger buddies after we … Continue reading →
The other day, Mooseboy and I were out freshening up the licks. I’m running only two licks this year, one over by the campground and the other by the garbage dump. The others can probably go a year. Anyhow, we had an 80 lb sack of rock salt that I … Continue reading →
Hurricane Dennis hit the Ohio Valley in a way that reminded me of one those interminable groupies from my days running the Black Hole Coffee House. Sluggish, bloated, Dennis moved in and never left. After putting up with him for a week now, it seems he will never leave. Day … Continue reading →
The other day I finally got around to smoking the turkey ref: Mooseboy Gets His Bird Anyhow, this was about a 15 pound jake. I started about 0700 concocting an injected marinade of 1 stick of butter 1 container of lime juice (you know the little lime-shaped) container with lime … Continue reading →
Mooseboy finally got his chance at a gobbler yesterday. We were down in the bottoms of Pity Creek. The action has been kind of spotty since opening day. Friday, I had a visit from The Two Jakes, but they were heading away from me and I had to take a … Continue reading →
elec1675 , a new member at 24HourCampfire wanted to know what we all thought about a Mini-30 as a Yute rifle: Reged: 02/13/05 Posts: 4 Loc: Wisconsin Anyone use a mini-30 for whitetail? #429900 – 02/13/05 01:56 PM Edit Reply Quote Quick Reply I’m looking at a deal on a … Continue reading →
It’s 30F. Light is just coming up so I can see the far barns. They keep blowing in and out of view as the snow squalls are beginning to build. It’s the last day of late Kentucky Muzzleloader Season. I still have a tag, but the freezer is quite full, … Continue reading →
I quote myself from my weblog: Wednesday, October 06, 2004 Deer Season It all seems to come on so quickly. There is a first whiff of Fall, the Harvest Moon rises, and then ZAP! I’m in the middle of deer season and my life is filled with last-minute shopping, running … Continue reading →
#2 Son, AKA Mooseboy, succeeded in bagging his first deer on Opening Day. I t was a bit of a mixed victory, but then again, aren’t they all. We got up into the stand near the campground a bit late, but still well before sunrise. A screech owl, the … Continue reading →
Bow season sort of ends for me in November. It’s not that I’m blocked from doing it. It just turns out that way. By moving my attentions to Kentucky, it’s kind of narrowed my bow opportunities in a lot of ways. First, September is usually too hot to do serious … Continue reading →
——————————————————————————– Well, I wish I had a story for you that began: “There the doe lay, under a bush beside the gully. The 150 grainer had taken its time doing its work, but . . .” or “The coyotes had done their work. All that was left was . . … Continue reading →
We had a hearty second breakfast and then headed out to the stand at Heartbreak Ridge, stayed for a couple of hours, heard nothing, saw nothing. Along about 1 PM we headed in for lunch and a nap. The deer we had seen in the morning had been grazing directly … Continue reading →
It’s 0640 on Sunday. Why am I not in the stand? It’s Youth Weekend, why am I not in the stand with my son? Saturday morning started off perfectly. #2 son was all primed to take a deer. First light came and zap! #2 was up to his old habits, … Continue reading →
I’m taking #2 out. He’s psyched. Saturday we went into town to get his youth tag. We spent Sunday afternoon getting his rifle sighted in. It’s funny how a reloader marks the passage of time and the growth of his son. This year we finished shooting up the original batch … Continue reading →
How smart are deer? Deer can do a pretty good job of figuring out the big things in life, like where to go find food, water, shelter. They know the difference between a predator that wants to eat them and one that does not. I frequently stop the car and … Continue reading →
I just love having fun with the counter boys, especially at the big chain stores. It’s a nasty habit, I know. Still, I just love it when somebody hands me a dusty 45-70 Marlin and tells me that I NEED this rifle to bring down deer. It just makes my … Continue reading →
Faulty Towers is the first of two 150-year-old barns that lie between the house and our new hunting blind. It got its name from the partially collapsed north wall, giving it a rather jaunty if not wholly eccentric look. Over the past couple of years, We have modified the walls … Continue reading →
He froze. My right eye was blinded in the muzzle flash through the scope, but my left could follow him as he leapt once and then turned towards the bottom of the gully. I heard three bounds, a crash of brush, and then silence. It was 0650 on opening day. Twenty years of work had come to fruition, and a great buck had finally fallen to my hand.
Continue reading →Log of the Hole 19 April, 2002 1300 EDT Weather: 82F Rain predicted. Five days of Spring gobbler hunting will make any man humble. Tack on my load of 20 years of self-inflicted bad luck and Friday morning saw a man stripped of all delusions crawl out of bed and … Continue reading →
2001 was my first year shooting reloads. I’ve got a new farm, a new stand, I’ve got my new loads too. I’d worked all the way from January to September getting it just right. Prior to finding the farm, I’d been thinking about a combination deer/boar trip out to the … Continue reading →
