eelgrass
Long Time Member
- Messages
- 31,715
I thought it would be a nice jesture, so I invited some of my friends from Utah, Bobcatbess, RUS, and Beefy to join me on the private ranch I have permission to hunt here in Kali. It was the last weekend of goose season and I really wanted to show them a good time. The land owner was out of town but he told me if these guys were friends of mine he wouldn't mind them hunting. He's a great guy, but not a hunter at all. In fact he used to hate hunters, but I've slowly earned his trust and respect over time.
It started out kind of slow because most of the geese had moved out, on their way south, I think. I shot the only honker that morning.
Then, for some reason, the ranchers prized flock of rare Black Swans got loose from their pen. He has spent years building his flock to over 2 dozen and he claims they are worth over $1200 each. He buys and sells them the world over.
Anyhow, they came running over towards the decoys (he clips their wings so they can't fly) and before I could say anything, Bobcat, RUS, and Beefy opened up! I was yelling for them not to shoot, but it was like they were in a killing trance. When the shooting finally stopped, everyone of the prized swans lay dead. They were laughing, hollering and high fiving each other! They even insisted that I take their photo!
The rancher will be home tomorrow and I don't know how to break it to him and I'm just sick about it. I'm wondering now if I'll even be invited back next year?
I may have to move to Utah!
Eel
It started out kind of slow because most of the geese had moved out, on their way south, I think. I shot the only honker that morning.
Then, for some reason, the ranchers prized flock of rare Black Swans got loose from their pen. He has spent years building his flock to over 2 dozen and he claims they are worth over $1200 each. He buys and sells them the world over.
Anyhow, they came running over towards the decoys (he clips their wings so they can't fly) and before I could say anything, Bobcat, RUS, and Beefy opened up! I was yelling for them not to shoot, but it was like they were in a killing trance. When the shooting finally stopped, everyone of the prized swans lay dead. They were laughing, hollering and high fiving each other! They even insisted that I take their photo!
The rancher will be home tomorrow and I don't know how to break it to him and I'm just sick about it. I'm wondering now if I'll even be invited back next year?
I may have to move to Utah!
Eel
Looks like a fun place to hunt though. I'd like to have some of these mounted!
