Hunters Log 2011 Season

[samwise]

Hehehehe....



Gettin it on...

[BushKiller]

Over here somebody got a 360-kilo brown bear. One of the heaviest in recent memory.

[samwise]

Originally Posted by BushKiller

Over here somebody got a 360-kilo brown bear. One of the heaviest in recent memory.

That's a big piece of bear right there!
A lot of work stalking that thing down to get a decent shot off.
More work parting it out and packing it home!

Lot of meat for the freezer!

[k88n]

You eat the bear meat? As it's a shitload of meat.

[samwise]

Originally Posted by k88n

You eat the bear meat? As it's a shitload of meat.

I do.
It's a crime to leave the meat of any game animal in my state.
It's a crime to sell it.
I can give some away.
And I can take a piece of bear roast and wrap it in elk and deer and have a meatgasm.

[samwise]

1st little trip this afternoon.
I have to get my check from working a few weeks ago in bum fuck then come back up and do a little scout in a kind of new area..
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It's a nice protected area with plenty of meadows and water.
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I'm good out to 40 yards, so....
See what happens..

[BushKiller]

This vid reminded me of samwise. Nice of the dude not to shoot the bear.

[The_Fly_UK]

A big game hunter walked into the bar and bragged to everyone about his skills as a hunter. The man was undoubtedly a good shot and no one could dispute that. But then he said that they could blindfold him, and he would recognize any animal's skin from its feel. And if he could locate the bullet hole. he would even tell them what caliber rifle was used to shoot it. This was a bit too much for the other customers, and soon a heated argument was going on. Then the hunter said that he was willing to prove it if they would put up the drinks, and the bet was on.

They blindfolded him carefully and took him to his first animal skin. After feeling it for a few moments, he announced, "Spring Buck." Then he felt for the bullet hole and declared, "Shot with a .22 rifle." The others could not believe it. He was right, and the argument was even hotter than before. When some started to suggest that he must have peeked, he said that he was prepared to do it again. He would put up all the drinks they had bought before against them buying another round for him.

So they blindfolded him again, very thoroughly this time, and they brought a skin that someone happened to have in their car. He took a bit longer this time and then said, "Kalahari Lion" and fingering the bullet hole said, "and the rifle was a .308," which of course was right. This, of course, was like throwing fat on the fire, and he had to prove is skills over and over again, every time against a round of drinks.

Finally he staggered home, stoned out of his mind, and went to sleep. The next morning he got up and saw in the mirror that he had one heck of a shiner. So he said to his wife, "Listen, I know I was drunk last night, but not too drunk to know that I did not fight anyone in that bar. So where did I get this black eye?" His wife replied angrily, "From me, of course."

"But what did I do?" he asked. She replied, "You got into bed and put your hand down my panties. Then you fiddled around a bit and announced in a triumphant tone, 'Skunk, killed with an axe.'"

[YWAHW]

Still quite a few months away from whitetail rifle season around my parts. I don't plan on hunting anything up until then.

[k88n]

I suppose this is not something you are expecting to come across while hunting



Seems cubs lost their mother or something.