All About Pocket Knives

jerryd6818 wrote:As long as there are guys like Scott around, there is still hope for the younger generation. My barber told me this morning that his 12 year old Granddaughter has just killed her first deer, WITH A BOW & ARROW!! I am impressed beyond words.

I should not rely on my memory. She had recently turned 13.

Great stuff dogg. That's awesome. Love seeing the Youngs boys and girls hunting.
Jerry

Thanx guys it makes for a great day Treefarmer in that pic that heart was cooked with in ten min

Dropped a doe on a frosty cold morning today - 47 yards, neck shot with a 223 REM (62 grain Federal Fusion deer load). This one will be 100% venison burger (down to four pounds in my freezer). OH

Treefarmer

Knice Bruce!!! Congrats!

Outstanding Dogg and OH!!

I got skunked this year. By the time I figured out that they had changed up their travel and just exactly where they were at I didn't have anymore time during our modern gun season.

If I can come up with a muzzle loader we have a BP season in Dec. I guess it's time to start looking down at the lgs.

Thanx Colonel I may be mussling also nice one OH congrats good shot placement.

Old Hunter wrote:Dropped a doe on a frosty cold morning today - 47 yards, neck shot with a 223 REM (62 grain Federal Fusion deer load). This one will be 100% venison burger (down to four pounds in my freezer). OH

Congrats OH, sure to be some tasty venison there. What do you do with all the burger meat? The usual, burgers, tacos, chili, meatballs etc? I am making vennie burgers for dinner tonight myself. Just got back from the store picking up the fixins actually!

OH, is that a CZ?
Sweet rifle anyhow and congrats on a nice pile of meat!

I just got back from bear camp. Our season opened on Saturday and finishes up on Wednesday. As per the usual we hunted out same haunts that We've hunted my entire life. It's a section of the Allegany national Forrest that lies about 40 minutes from my camp. Saturday rolled in and the temps were in the mid 50's, very warm for bear hunting. As we made our way down the old forrestry road I had a pretty good feeling about the morning. As we neared the rugged little pull off that has housed our truck for years we noticed someone else had staked their claim, so we pushed onward. We made it to a bend in the road where my grandfather would climb the small hillside and post about 50 yards from the truck. It was a place with a great view, but not a very "Beary" area, he was always devoted to that spot though. It's hard not to drive down that dirt lane and see that patch of trees that he called home and know he is missing the season. "I look down there and see a bear climbing over that dead fall everyday", he would say with a grin, but the bear never came.

As I got out of the truck I climbed the same hillside and traveled further up to the steeper parts of the mountain. I settled for a big pine grove that I've hunted many times. I know the area very well after having hunted it since I was little. The pine grove lies next to a patch of tall oaks, and the tall oaks are next to a giant patch of lurals. As I nestled in to a smaller pine I took watch over the oaks. I had seen a giant black squirrel as I climbed the hill and texted my mom in hopes to bring back a memory from seasons ago. At about 7:30 AM she responded. I reached into my game pouch to grab my phone, just as I glanced up from the screen a black bear was rumbling from my left headed to my right. I quickly retrieved the '06 from beside me and shouldered the Weatherby. As the bear moved I fired. The bear seemed to react to the shot. He slowed then stopped at about 60 yards in front of me. He stayed in front for nearly 15 seconds with his hind end in full view of me. I couldn't justify shooting the bear in the rump just to bag such an elusive trophy, plus I was sure my first shot was a good hit. The bear moved from the tree, very slowly. I led him as he walked along. As he entered my scope I let the crosshairs run passed his face as his shoulder met the center of my scope. The rifle roared again and like that he took off. His speed was insane, I kept leading him with the scope, but each time he came into view a tree was there to block my shot. Finally he hit a clearing and I aimed. The only shot I had was a Texas heart shot, no dice for me. He looked back as he ran towards the lural thicket. I knew in my mind he was hit, but after trailing him to and from the thicket I found no evidence of a hit. So, at 60 yards I botched an easy shot on the trophy of a lifetime. I was sick to my stomach as the bear dissapeared and 3 shots rang out.

All in all it was an amazing experience and adding that memory to those hallowed trees makes for a trophy in itself.

Caleb, my young cyber friend, you made me feel like I was standin' right there watchin' it unfold! You have a gift to write, now you just need to go zero your 'scope.
Treefarmer

Here's 2 little fellers that need to show up for duty this Thanksgiving week. The ideal would be they should take turns, one on Thanksgiving afternoon and the other on Friday afternoon, since I've learned to take only one grandson at a time . Very seldom does it work out like we plan but their stand is in place, the deer just need to cooperate.
Treefarmer

As usual well written Caleb to bad but it must of been one helluva hunt TF NICE PIC

Thanks Gents, there was a lot of deer activity Monday - saw at least five. OH

Mike, that doe will make about 30 lbs of burger (gave the shoulders/neck to my hunting buddy). I use it for chili, stew, and soup - got two pounds out thawing now from my last deer, chili for my kids as they arrive this evening for Thanksgiving.

Caleb, yes, that is a CZ 527M, belongs to my best buddy from high school - he owns some nice guns but doesn't hunt - wanted me to kill a deer with it. Another great hunting story by you my young friend - I love the way you keep the human element in all of your stories - reminds me of the old style hunting literature (you may enjoy reading Robert Ruark, Gordon MacQuarrie, and Archibald Rutledge).

Good luck Philip, sure home the deer cooperate for your grandsons.

Great story Caleb! Puts you right there.

The compliments are much appreciated gentlemen.

OH, Robert Ruark is one of my absolute favorites, along with Jim Corbett and peter capstick.

TreeFarmer, I had shot that rifle on Friday and I was pleasantly surprised to see a nice clover leaf pattern. The rifle shoots, it was all on the shooter. I'll chalk this one up to nerves!

I ended up slipping on a giant moss covered rock and landing hard on my Weatherby. I wasnt confident that my zero wasn't affected so I hunted the rest of the trip with my beloved 243. Win. An old Remington 700 that has been my whitetail slayer for nearly a decade. That rifle feels natural in my grip! I would be curious to see how that round would affect a black bear, shot placement is key.

Good luck Philip!

I like bears even though they raid my fruit trees & grapes and take everything. I know they need to or die in their den of starvation. I am willing, in fact happy, to share my land with the animals that have been here long before humans came along. In the past i did shoot a few bears. They are thin skinned and go down much easier than whitetails who will go a long way with part of their body shot off.
A few years ago i missed a big whitetail that gave me 3 chances at about 60-75 yards. I had sighted in my BLR 308 the season before and it had not been fired since, or dropped or even lightly bumped.
I blamed myself, 'how could i miss such a fine buck, broadside at such close range & 3 times ! To get my confidence back i went to the 'range' (local home made safe area). I could not hit my target at 100 yards, target being the large paper with a big cross with 5 bullseyes total. So i am at least 12 inches off at 100 yards. I put my target at 25 yards and still missed !
My scope of about 25 yeas had gone way off. I think each shot shifted the lenses so my actual aim was allover the place.
I put on a new scope and have not missed since.
My advice to anyone with an experience like this or Caleb's, is to site the rifle in again. Don't assume you are the cause of missing easy shots.
kj

Went fishing on the Pungo River around Belhaven this past Tuesday - cold, windy, and nothing biting - perfect day - had my brother, brother-in-law, and my Dad with me on my boat - first time we have all fished together in 25+ years. OH

Kniiiiiiiiiiice Bruce!! Sorry the fish didn't cooperate!

Had the mission today.....great hobo meals....great times.

Most impressively is the pic below......there are 8 boys 9 and under (there's one in a lime shirt......
waaaaaaay on the right by his dad) that were all doing something with wood, and not a one was told
what to do.....they just did it!! I may have provided some instruction and direction but they
might have stayed there into the night....

Awesome!
Can't find a single iPhone in that pic

Great stuff Scott,way to go bro.

Thanks fellas

Looks like another great day out in the wild for Scott's Boys - everyone involved seems to be having a blast doing something productive! OH

I shoulda posted this with the other pic but these 2 fellas spent a good part of the
afternoon chopping THROUGH these LIVE OAK logs that were at least 6" round each...