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You know, under field conditions, cold, windy, off hand, adrenaline pumping, most hunters / shooters would be lucky to hit something 10 times this size. But not me.
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Btdt… both cost me deer!
Great pic!
It's happened to me many times, including the last 4 deer I've shot at. Unfortunately it comes with the terrain.
The difference with that one was I DID get it. A doe, the only deer I've ever shot while bedded down. The first shot probably would have been fatal, but she was still trying to get away and I didn't want her to do that. lol She was heading for nasty, thick flooded stuff and I did not want to drag her from there. There were in fact MANY saplings hit, I laid waste to half the forrest that evening. Reminiscent of the scene from Predator, only with a .45-70. It was like a comedy, I couldn't NOT hit wood.
I never hunted with those 300gr JHPs again. They were crazy accurate, but performance was abysmal.
The difference with that one was I DID get it. A doe, the only deer I've ever shot while bedded down. The first shot probably would have been fatal, but she was still trying to get away and I didn't want her to do that. lol She was heading for nasty, thick flooded stuff and I did not want to drag her from there. There were in fact MANY saplings hit, I laid waste to half the forrest that evening. Reminiscent of the scene from Predator, only with a .45-70. It was like a comedy, I couldn't NOT hit wood.
I never hunted with those 300gr JHPs again. They were crazy accurate, but performance was abysmal.
For those times when the ATM machine doesn't wanna accept your card.
It goes to show you that rednecks don't necessarily have to be white.
peahen? That's a guinea, most likely a pearl or white breasted.
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Did you need thirty rounds to kill it….asking for a retard.
Nip bottle only.So just to be clear, we're NOT supposed to put our penis in a plastic bottle? Asking for a friend.
Probably still teach “pegging” now a days just totally different concept.
I was just making a guess based on Google. And of course the first image I found was clearly wrong now that I looked at more. Regardless, I assume something will eat it by morning.
Reminds me of one of my cousins.
He would show up wanting me and my uncle to track a deer for him.
"Alright Johnny where was the deer?"
"Right there behind that bush."
(Johnny is in his stand, me and Uncle go inspect bush. Both peer through the bush at Johnny and start laughing)
"Johnny, how long did he stand behind this bush?"
Ever after, whenever Johnny would show up after hunting. Someone would ask if he got one and me and my uncle would break in over him.
"Oh yeah, he got several, small gum, medium pine, bayberry bush and a tall oak."
Nope, but the other 28-29 rounds are for if those floating baphomet things from the post above that one were to appear...
They are amazingly self sufficient and are great at evading predators. They roost in trees.
And make more noise than anything needs to when in a group.
No kidding! It's like they are all trying to talk over each other and just get louder and louder. It's pretty awesome to see a group of them rip apart a snake.
Not sure of the location, but….. someone is headed for the file room
This is what happens when they let women be cops.
One room per family pickers camp, no running water.
Grandparents and my dad when he was little were pickers all over CA and OR. They finally settled in Myrtle Point, OR. Those accomodations look nicer than the stories they told. Most of the time they were in a tent and took it with them as they followed the harvests.
Poor little guy has some grass, dirt, rocks, and a log to play with. Meanwhile, momma looks like shes playing on her Obama phone!
My grandparents were similar. My grandfather worked concrete jobs and my grandmother picked berries, hops or did other odd jobs while he was working. My mom and her sister went to many different schools growing up in the 40's and early 50's.
Funny coincidence I am retired now and live in Myrtle Point.
The manager is the one who doesn't understand where the revenue stream comes from. The manager is the idiot. And I own a business, so I know what I am talking about. Those types have no home here. Safety is one thing, and it is extremely important, like critical, above all else. But a dude who knows how we keep everyone employed is the new manager. The horseshit manager who wants to cite regulations for no REAL reason other than to justify his desk job can find another home. And no one will cry when he leaves. I greatly prefer to turn workers into managers. I do not like engineers or managers who have not spent time on the floor - what value can they bring if they don't have real world experience?
The man was a real shooter. National champion in Skeet and set two world records in skeet. In World War II he was an instructor in the US Navy in Aerial Gunnery. He was elected to the National Skeet Shooting Hall of Fame. He knew his stuff. Not like today’s quasi tough, cream puffs. Robert Stack. A real man.
