It is always a bit of thrill getting to deer camp the night before The Opener. The preparations have usually been going on since August. The tree stand skirts are hung in September. Sure, we hunted a little in September and October, but mostly that ends up being armed scouting. What … Continue reading →
There’s that old bit of glurge about footsteps in the sand. You look back and see only one set of prints although you know someone was there helping you along. I just looked back and there’s nothing in this weblog for October except a piece on buck fever on the … Continue reading →
I was down at Deer Camp last weekend. Everything went well. I really have no complaints. The family did not come with me. Angus was competing at his last big bagpipe competition for the season. I could not go, because I had to work on Friday and Monday. It rained– … Continue reading →
As a dog returneth to his vomit, so a fool returneth to his folly. Proverbs 26:11 Yeah, that is me. In fact I put a reference to that in my loading notebook as I was cooking up this load.  While I was there, I did a quick review of … Continue reading →
From the D&DH Forum Postby MSHunter » Sun Jul 03, 2011 6:26 pm Here is a question for you more experienced reloaders. On Hodgdon’s website they have a sheet of youth/reduced recoil loads. In the paragraph before the load data they state that a medium burning powder be used and … Continue reading →
Well, I see I have not written in a month. My apologies to y’all. I have been busy. It all started the weekend after my last post. Moose and his girlfriend, Sarah, came down to camp. Saturday morning, Sarah and KYHillChick were doing breakfast dishes when all of a sudden … Continue reading →
This is the time of year when I should be posting every day about turkeys. However, I look back and it has been over a week. No, I’m not sick. No, I haven’t lost interest. It’s just. . . . . . I guess you can say it’s all been … Continue reading →
It’s funny about turkey hunting. However, when I wrote The Role of Personal Ethics in Hunting , I was wearing my deer hunting hat. Now it is getting on towards turkey season, and I went back and read it again, and I realized there were a lot of things that … Continue reading →
Everyone goes at turkey hunting a little different. One guy wants to take a gobbler only if he has called it into him. Another guy only wants to do it with his grand-daddy’s side by side. Another fellow only feels right if he’s spent $500 on ammunition and is wearing the latest camo pattern– vest and boots matching. Another guy only wants to saddle up his bird and ride it back to camp singing “John Brown’s Body.” We all look at this sport differently.
Continue reading →Assuming you really are thinking of taking the leap, I wanted to share what you what comes next. From here on out, a lot of this is going to depend on your personal style of reloading. What is your personal style? That is hard to say, but nearly every guy I know has his own quirks. We all pretty much get there, but we get there in different ways. The bottom line is that there is more to the color of paint on the press. Each press is a little different, but whether one is better than the other is in the eye of the beholder. The same goes for all the other pieces.
Continue reading →Report from Deer Camp Saturday, 20 November, 2010: When we got up and got going this morning, there was a light ground fog covering everything. The moon was blood red setting over the neighbor’s trailer. SuperCore took off for his perch overlooking the top ofSkunk Hollow, and I decided to … Continue reading →
One last little coda in all this: when I went to retrieve the rest of my gear back at the stand, the doe that had been hanging out all weekend had bedded only about 10 yards away from the ladder. She rose up and started to run.
“Don’t worry.” I said. “You’re fine. I’ve got my business to do, and you have yours. I’ll get on to mine, and you go have a nice day.” I guess she had decided to figure out exactly what had been chattering at her from the stand all weekend, and camped out there determined to have an answer. Fully satisfied, she took my admonition to heart and walked off.
Continue reading →Now comes the interesting part. Rather than running off, the doe just stands there, looking at him. The smoke clears, the woods settle back down, and there they are, just staring at each other. Moose is still expecting the doe to fall over at this point. The doe? Heaven knows what was going on in her head. Moose quickly figured out that the shot had gone wild, and he was glad it did, because he saw two little ones come up from the rear.
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