Which one of you mm'ers is this?
https://youtu.be/bk0HYn2u7c0
https://youtu.be/bk0HYn2u7c0
Fess up
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elkassassin
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Thought it was RANS for a minute!
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He Shoots Quick & Often!
We laugh, we cry, we love
Go hard when the going's tough
Push back, come push and shove
Knock us down, we'll get back up again and again
We are Members of the Huntin Crowd!
sageadvice
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That well could have been me.
No more than 11-12 years of age, i was off exploring the boulder strewn head of a remote canyon on our ranch with Grandpa's old carbine on my shoulder and a determination in me to see what's just on top and/or on the other side.
As i finally topped out, i notices several large oak trees that look more like mushrooms than trees. Instead of upward growth, the limbs reached out far to the sides providing lots of dense shade in a circle fashion with the single stout support in the middle. There under this so shaped tree and enjoying the provided shade to my right quarter, was this nice forkhorn buck that got me going. Maybe 40 yards at the farthest, he had seen me, and he was plenty legal enough that i'd be willing to pack his parts the 2-3 miles it would take if i got him.
My excuse was the shade. Standing there broadside as he was, he looked a huge target. Mind you, i may have been fresh into being off by myself deer hunting without a escort, but my skills with the family's different firearms had been well commented on since a much earlier age.
Because of that darn shade, i could not see my front sight when it was on him. Knowing a few old tricks, i slowly lowered that front sight below the background light and let it fly. That deer could not have been less concerned. I'll say that i don't remember just how many shots that i took at that nice little buck but he finally tired of the game and trotted off out of view.
Yep, that guy there, that could have been me!
Joey
"It's all about knowing what your firearms practical limitations are and combining that with your own personal limitations!"
No more than 11-12 years of age, i was off exploring the boulder strewn head of a remote canyon on our ranch with Grandpa's old carbine on my shoulder and a determination in me to see what's just on top and/or on the other side.
As i finally topped out, i notices several large oak trees that look more like mushrooms than trees. Instead of upward growth, the limbs reached out far to the sides providing lots of dense shade in a circle fashion with the single stout support in the middle. There under this so shaped tree and enjoying the provided shade to my right quarter, was this nice forkhorn buck that got me going. Maybe 40 yards at the farthest, he had seen me, and he was plenty legal enough that i'd be willing to pack his parts the 2-3 miles it would take if i got him.
My excuse was the shade. Standing there broadside as he was, he looked a huge target. Mind you, i may have been fresh into being off by myself deer hunting without a escort, but my skills with the family's different firearms had been well commented on since a much earlier age.
Because of that darn shade, i could not see my front sight when it was on him. Knowing a few old tricks, i slowly lowered that front sight below the background light and let it fly. That deer could not have been less concerned. I'll say that i don't remember just how many shots that i took at that nice little buck but he finally tired of the game and trotted off out of view.
Yep, that guy there, that could have been me!
Joey
"It's all about knowing what your firearms practical limitations are and combining that with your own personal limitations!"
2lumpy
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Fessed up.
On more than one occasion, and some were considerable closer than that one, only I don't have sage's youthful circumstance or shade trees to help make me feel better. Archery, muzzleloader, shotgun, and rifle have all brought me memorable embarrassment, amongst family and friends. I've come to avoid campfires with old friends!
You know what the old cow punchers say, "if ain't been throw'd, you ain't been on many."
DC
On more than one occasion, and some were considerable closer than that one, only I don't have sage's youthful circumstance or shade trees to help make me feel better. Archery, muzzleloader, shotgun, and rifle have all brought me memorable embarrassment, amongst family and friends. I've come to avoid campfires with old friends!
You know what the old cow punchers say, "if ain't been throw'd, you ain't been on many."
DC
Robiland
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That was me a few years back in Nevada hunting antelope. Spotted a GIANT, 16" 85+ my friend/guide told me. I got with in 90 yards in the tall sage, had a clear shot with the rifle. Waited patiently for the does to pass, and BANG!!!! I missed. I ended up with a 12" 65" goat. Still a fun hunt. I hit him at 450 yards.
