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Post by Boudreaux on Sept 25, 2008 14:18:01 GMT -5
Here's the rules. Post up pictures and stories of your hunts from the 2008 -2009 season. In February, we'll do a member poll so everyone can vote for the best trophy/hunt. First place winner will get the choice of a weather radio or binoculars with built in digital camera. Second place gets whatever the first place winner didn't pick. Ties will be decieded by Boudreaux, and will most likely be determined by which of the two in the tie took me hunting the most this year! ;D Start posting your stories and pics. January 31, 2009 will be the last day to post for this challenge. Contact Ol' Red for help with posting pictures to the site. Contact 60Grit for questions about the featues of the weather radio.
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Post by 60grit on Sept 25, 2008 16:31:52 GMT -5
Maybe I should start a waterfowl challenge as well, I have several old christmas gifts laying around that I never opened and didn't take back that I could post as prizes..... ;D
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Post by Pool Boy on Sept 26, 2008 17:32:49 GMT -5
I'll throw in a prize or two for your Duck Challenge there Grit! Gett'er going....
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Post by Boudreaux on Oct 3, 2008 12:19:34 GMT -5
msucotton has laid down the challenge. I'll leave it to him to post the details of the harvest, but here is the result. You know what they say about the blind squirrel and the nut......
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Post by dutchman on Oct 9, 2008 12:12:55 GMT -5
Does any of it have to be the truth?
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Post by Boudreaux on Oct 9, 2008 12:59:46 GMT -5
Just have to be entertaining and get the votes of the pinheads here.
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Post by Doc on Nov 5, 2008 17:40:50 GMT -5
Killed my first piggy on Monday... I smell bacon! The story? Well, I was down in Montgomery County and I'd been seeing some black panther tracks. The stand hunting had gotten a little stale so I decided to do a stalk/drive with a couple of buddies. I had two friends set up on a road and I was easing through a cypress bottom when all of a sudden, I saw her. She was a true beauty, jet black, all of 90 pounds, pure sex. Kinda reminded me of our new President. Anyways, she saw me about the time I saw her and our eyes met. I felt my blood run cold and the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I guess I had the same inclination as she did, because as I started to raise my gun she charged. I could see the blood gleaming on her big fangs as she closed the distance. I slid the safety off on my Ruger and pulled the trigger.... NOTHING. darn 3 position safety! This time I slid the safety all the way forward and went to pull the trigger, but she got to me first. She sprang and knocked the gun from my hands and we went down in one big neopolitan heap; me, her, and blood. We fought for what seemed like hours, although I know I could never actually last that long. It was part primal and part lovely fluidity, almost like a choreographed dance. I blocked her advances with everything I had, although something inside me almost begged for more. I reached for my knife on my hip, but it wasn't there. Instead, I pulled my mini mag light and flashed my hand in front of to create a strobe effect. She looked amazing. And then, just as if nothing had ever happened, she was gone, vanished into the thick palmetto. I felt like I'd been in a gladiatorial bout with Russell Crowe, yet not as gay. Still, I didn't have a scratch on me. My friends ran up just after she had gone to find me slightly disoriented, legs shaky, sweating profusely. They asked me what happened but when I told them they wouldn't believe me. So I shot a pig.
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Post by The Honey Badger on Nov 5, 2008 18:36:22 GMT -5
I think she used to be a UGA cheerleader. Great story!
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Post by Ol' Red on Nov 5, 2008 21:04:38 GMT -5
Great story. That vixen have ten titties like that pig?
Red
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Post by Boudreaux on Nov 6, 2008 7:39:32 GMT -5
I belive we have a front runner. Great story, nice pig!
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Post by Doc on Nov 24, 2008 0:59:25 GMT -5
Story number two is not quite as sexy as story number one. I don't know why, but male deer just don't quite get me going like female piggies with ten titties. This is a buck I'm calling the "show up" buck, because basically all I did was show up and kill him. As bad as I hate to say that, but come on, let's face it, every deer (or turkey or duck or goose, etc) we kill is not necessarily the triumph of our prowess as a hunter as much as it is our luck and just getting out there. I've been fortunate to meet and become good friends with Dr. JY Jones through my Dad in the last few years. Dr. Jones is an eye surgeon, a war veteran, an author, a wonderful Christian man, and he also happens to be one of the world's greatest big game hunters. And I don't say that lightly. He has killed all 41 North American big game species and he has killed some 50+ big game species in Eurasia. So anyways, Dr. Jones invites us down to hunt his place in Montgomery County every year, 1700 acres. This is where I killed the pig above. Well, my Dad and my brother-in-law headed down thursday evening to go hunt but I had tickets to the GT game thursday night so I waited until Friday to head down. Dad and Josh had suffered through 30 mph winds that morning but had seen plenty of deer. Dr. Jones' place is covered in deer. So I got there about 2 and we headed to the stands about 2:45. First food plot we came to I said "this one is as good as any" so I hopped out of the truck and climbed up into the tower. I saw 8 deer total, a couple of does and a couple of button heads, about 30 turkeys, then a nice 6 pointer, a good 7, and another nice 6. Then at 5:30 I look to my right and I see this guy come out of the woods into the clover plot. One look through the binoculars and he looked away from me so I could see the width and decided he was a shooter. I had to wait a couple of minutes for him to go ahead and step out far enough into the field so I could shoot him out of the front window of the box. He was only about 60 yards and when I fired the Ruger he mule-kicked and headed off into the woods. I heard him crash, but I waited about 5 minutes and went ahead and climbed down because I wanted to make sure I found him before it got dark. I marked where he went into the woods and on the way there I saw big splotches of blood so I knew I was good. When I reached the woodline I could see his white belly. Inside spread is about 17 1/4", main beams are 21-22." I didn't measure him anymore than that. His tine length and mass aren't that great, but he's my first 10 pointer. Probably just a 3 1/2 year old, but I've seen some other bucks from this place with these same genetics and they really don't put a lot more length on in their tines, just mass. He had the potential to get to around 135" probably, but I kinda doubt he'd have gotten much higher even with 2 more years. Anyways, thanks to Dr. JY again for lettimg us hunt this place. Its ridiculous how awesome it is. I smoked a coyote with my .300WM the next afternoon at 240 yards.
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Post by Boudreaux on Nov 24, 2008 7:17:24 GMT -5
Congrats on a great 2nd entry! Nice deer.
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Post by Doc on Nov 24, 2008 11:23:10 GMT -5
the coyote:
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Post by Boudreaux on Nov 24, 2008 13:03:55 GMT -5
And that's a big dog.
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Post by dutchman on Nov 26, 2008 10:58:27 GMT -5
My hog story...
Location: Horse Creek WMA - Telfair County, GA Date: November 1, 2008 Time: Late afternoon, less than 1 hour before dark Equipment: Bear Byron Ferguson Patriot Longbow
I had begun the afternoon hunting from my climber and overlooking a cypress slough (pronounced "slew"). I made this choice due to its proximity to an area that had been select cut recently that was being used by the local deer herd and the amount of hog sign in the slough itself.
However, I had not seen a darn thing. About an hour prior to sundown, I observed a lone hunter working his way up the road, which actually disected a large food plot. He was headed out toward where my truck was parked about 1/2 mile away. I watched as he made his way by me and when it looked as if he was going to enter the woods behind me, I whistled at him to let him know that he wasn't as alone as he'd thought.
He stopped and whistled back at me and I returned the signal. We went on like this for a couple of minutes and then he walked back to the train I'd sued to get in to my stand and he came right on in. As soon as he saw me, he waved and apologized and backed out. He then went on up the road. Turns out, he was a hunter in the camp, but I'll get to that later.
Approximately 30 minutes later, the wind changed directions and was blowing my scent right across the slough I was watching, effectively ruining my chances of seeing anything from the stand that afternoon. So, I did what any reasonable hunter would do in such a situation, I got down.
As I made my own way out the road surrounded by food plot on either side, I saw the lone hunter in full stalk mode up about 150 yards ahead. I thought to myself that he must surely see something in the plot ahead. About that time, he knelt down and then I knew that he was stalking something, Elmer Fudd style! I just swatted right there where I was, not wishing to ruin his hunt by moving up on him and spooking whatever game he might be watching. However, for some reason, he looked back toward me and motioned me to join him, which I promplty did.
When I got up next to him, he told me that there were hogs in the plot up ahead, feeding on acorns under a large Red Oak tree and that he'd originally thought that I was his friend who was supposed to be sitting near that very tree. Since it was obvious that his friend had mot made it to the tree, he offered me the opportuinty to take over the stalk as he had already killed a hog that week and was willing to give somebody else a try.
So, I eased to within about 60 yards of the group of pigs, about 25 in number. At that point they had become quite nervous and had moved up the plot to a couple of White Oaks that were also dropping a few acorns and began feeding there. There was at least one good sized boar and a sow that was almost as large, and a ton on little ones. The big hogs would have been at least 125# each and they were moving around feeding. Their move to the White Oaks actually provided me with a better chance to get closer as they'd rounded a corner and I now had some cover.
I moved up quickly and closed the distance to about 40 yards or so. Still too far for traditional bowhunting gear, so I knelt down and tried to buy a little time to plan my next move. About that time, from within the brush to my immediate left, I heard a low pitched growl, followed by a sound that must've been a boar popping his jaws about 3-4 times, and then a loud exhale. This sequence was immediately repeated and the hogs around the oaks vacated the plot without delay! In other words, they scrammed! Of course I didn't much care at that point as I was faced with the possibility of being rushed by the growling boar in the brush. But, no further noise was heard from that direction and with all the other hogs gone, it was time to move on out to the truck. It was not until then that the other hunter let me in on the little sceret that he'd seen 2 large boars enter the woods beside of the point I'd reached in my stalk.
Hogs are tough to slip up on when you have no cover to work with. But that whole experience was quite a rush, especially getting growled at.
Maybe next time I'll be able to gaff one of them durn hogs and get a little soemthing for my trouble.
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Post by dutchman on Nov 26, 2008 11:04:34 GMT -5
My deer story...
Location: Schley County Date: November 22, 2008 Time: Sundown + 15 mintues Equipment: Bear Byron Ferguson Patriot Longbow
At 15 minutes 'til dark, I had an 8-pointer come in, head on and down the hill to me. He got to 15 yards and stopped behind a small oak sapling and began to feed. He did so for the 15 minutes of remaining daylight without offering a shot. Never got out from behind that dang tree and never got broadside but once and he was still partially obscured by the oak sapling. He continued to feed after dark for another 30 mintues and was joined at that location be a second deer that I heard walk in through the leaves. All I could do was sit there. Finally, I tried whistling at them to move them on out of there but they didn't care to go. I had to speak to them to convince them it was time to leave and did so by saying, in a loud voice, "Y'all get from here! Shoooo!"
They complied and I climbed down.
I can say, I've never enjoyed a deer hunt any better than I did that one, even if I didn't get a shot.
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Post by Doc on Feb 5, 2009 15:19:16 GMT -5
when do we find out who wins?
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Post by dutchman on Feb 5, 2009 15:24:02 GMT -5
when do we find out who wins? Shoot, Doc, you and me are the only ones who participated. And I alread have a pair of them binoculars with the digital camera built in...
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Post by Boudreaux on Feb 5, 2009 15:50:33 GMT -5
when do we find out who wins? I thought I'd let it go through Turkey Season and then put up a poll. Do we want to close it as of 1/31/09 and let Turkey Season 2009 start the next challenge?
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Post by dutchman on Feb 6, 2009 10:15:36 GMT -5
when do we find out who wins? I thought I'd let it go through Turkey Season and then put up a poll. Do we want to close it as of 1/31/09 and let Turkey Season 2009 start the next challenge? Do it as you'd like. It's your show...
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Post by Doc on Feb 6, 2009 13:06:57 GMT -5
when do we find out who wins? I thought I'd let it go through Turkey Season and then put up a poll. Do we want to close it as of 1/31/09 and let Turkey Season 2009 start the next challenge? you're the boss but if anybody beats my panther/pig story I'm calling shenanigans.
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Post by dutchman on Feb 6, 2009 13:12:41 GMT -5
I can spin a great turkey yarn...
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Post by Boudreaux on Feb 6, 2009 13:14:01 GMT -5
Looks like it'll run throught turkey season then.......
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Post by Boudreaux on May 18, 2009 13:04:14 GMT -5
Time to cast you vote!
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Post by Ol' Red on May 18, 2009 13:16:04 GMT -5
Doc's was pretty dang funny. Dutch's is right up there as well the imagery in the stories is just phenomenal!
Red
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Post by Boudreaux on Jun 15, 2009 7:51:48 GMT -5
Congrats to doc and Dutchman as the winners. Doc took home the camera binoculars, and Dutchman got the weather radio. Hope you both find uses for them.
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