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There were 5 in our group, only 4 hunters. A friend bought his son this hunt as a college graduation gift. We Saw lots of bucks, mostly 90-95", some 100" plus and a couple of giants that we caught glimpses of. Brian shot first, but his gun was off, so he had to sight it in again later. We spotted a nice buck on the next ridge, 500 yards away, so I got as close as I could from the ridge we were on, which closed the gap to 300 yards. We watched them for a couple of hours, either feeding behind shrubs, or they'd bed down in the thick stuff. That gave me time to find the best way to setup for the shot. Ended up using a nice V-notch in an Oak tree. There were two other bucks with the one I was after, so we really had to keep an eye on them. They got up again and started feeding, the bigger buck disappeared behind a large bush. Watched it for about 40 more minutes on and off through my scope. I could only see the Bush in the scope at 16x, so I radioed Brian, who was still at the top of the ridge, to tell me if he saw it step out. My eye was starting to twitch from looking through the scope so much, lol. After a while more, I looked over my scope and saw a deer behind the Bush walking away. Quickly getting back into the scope, I saw it was my deer, and about to disappear over the top! Figuring it was now 350 yards, I put the second crosshairs on the TDC reticle behind the front shoulder, as it began going behind another bush. After firing I heard the "whack", then I hoped I had a good hit. Wondering what happened to my radio spotter, I took the radio out of my pocket to check. I somehow had turned it off! I turned it back on and was told I dropped him in his tracks. After climbing up to him, he wasn't as big as I thought, or wanted, but it's a cool looking buck. Hit him right where I aimed, bullet lodged under the Hyde opposite side, in front of that shoulder. Later, I recovered the Nozzler accubond bullet and the yellow polymer tip! The rest of the hunt went well, everyone got a nice buck, but all under 100 inches, in fact mine turned out to be the biggest at 96 1/8. Frank the grad also shot a huge female mountain lion! Weird thing, when we looked in its mouth to see the teeth, there was a whole, unchewed eyeball in there! Smaller than our bucks' eyes, could have been a fawns or a javelina. Nice crested saguaros we saw. Frank holding the eyeball. The eye that was in its mouth. Big paw and claws. My buck had a white nose. Oak tree I used for the shot. My deer was on that far ridge top.

Another shout out for Troy at Authentic Taxidermy. After he did the dual antelope mount for us, my wife and daughter whacked their first pigs, so we asked him to do the same. I think came out pretty darn good.

I reloaded and shot nearly 2500 rounds in a year through my garand . no crimp

Ever since his first hunt was filmed for The Mountain Project last year, Jacob has been excited to get back out javelina hunting. Due to circumstances out of our control, hunting with our friends at The Mountain Project were out. Another good buddy of mine reached out and offered to take us to a favorite pig spot of his. As we were prepping for the hunt, Jacob told me he was going to hunt with my AR this time, following in his big sister's footsteps from two years ago. Who am I to say no? Opening morning came and we rolled out of the house, getting to the spot my friend marked for us by shooting light. It was cold and windy, so we didn't expect much. We glassed up three cow elk, a forkey muley, a muley doe, and a good bull way off in the distance. We covered both sides of the hillside and surrounding areas from several different angles and sat on water for a bit. Somewhere in the middle of it all, we had the following conversation: JW: Thanks for getting me into hunting, dad. Me: My pleasure. Thanks for getting into hunting with me. Why do you like hunting so much? JW: Because its great time with you. My heart melted. In the middle of that, we got the news that the shutdown was ending and I was going back to work, finally. We didn't find any pigs that day, but had plans to head out with my buddy Saturday morning. My buddy arrived bright and early and we covered the same hillside and surrounding areas again from different angles. At one point, I looked over from glassing and saw Jacob working on a book report for his homework. I love that he is still that dedicated to his schoolwork and finds balance with hunting and his home responsibilities. We had to make some adjustments to our plan and glassing spot, but finally found the herd of pigs milling about 120 yards away down below the cliff with a 30-40-foot sheer drop. We figured we'd worry about how to get down there after. We finally got Jacob set up and waited for one to turn broadside. When it finally did, he made a great shot and the pig dropped straight in its tracks. I was watching it patiently before we celebrated. It kept struggling and trying to get up, which I figured to be the norm, but the struggle lasted way too long. I was just about to tell Jacob to shoot it again to finish it, when it stood straight up like nothing happened. All I could hear in my head was "I just got the wind knocked out of me!" as it started to trot off. Jacob let a second round fly, but missed the trotting pig. I could see blood on its snout as it was struggling, so I knew it was a dead pig, but that caught me off guard. We finally picked our way down the cliff through the safest route and, after some hands and knees searching, found blood. The javelina only went about 15 yards and piled up. What a great day! A huge thanks to my buddy, Clay, is warranted. Jacob has already started making plans to hunt with him next year, and he's told me that he will be using my Garand for that hunt. Good Lord, what have we created!?!?! Selfies have become a hunting tradition now. A boy and his rifle Homework time Success!

HOSS guided his hunter to this great buck recently.

Here’s a few trail cam pics from 2018

22 with a baby bottle nipple over the muzzle

Very very difficult to catch a coyote in a live trap. They are too smart/spooky to even get close to it. It can be done but very rare. I caught my first one ever this year while cat trapping. It was a shock to say the least ...

It taste better down there. Nice

What does a giant like that score? 130's

The Unquenchable Thirst.

the glass and antifreeze comments are bullshit, those methods kill far more pets than they do what you are actually after, would you like to watch your friend die slowly in agony or explain to the little girl next door why you killed her cat. Build a better chicken coop, we even had to trench around the walls and fill in with big rocks to keep things out of the coop in Wy.

Phoenix Cardinals or Oakland raiders, or Houston oilers. I’m routing for one of those three teams!

I sold safes for a dozen years.. I think my biggest piece of advice is get one size bigger than you think you need. Just like garages, it fills up. Interiors can be tricky--ez outs generally don't work for scoped rifles without taking out the spot opposite to it, and non-ez outs are hard to get anything out without removing half the guns.. just have to take that into consideration in terms of how many long guns it holds. Fire ratings are typically all good enough- house fires generally don't burn nearly as hot or as long as the UL requirements. I don't like digital key pads personally, but to each his own. Cheap dials work, but are definitely not as nice as the better S&G ones in terms of accuracy and smoothness (tumblers can get off a 1/2 to full position for each number either way... can be frustrating). A good dolly with set back wheels and straps, a pick up and 2 guys is all you need--don't pay the expensive delivery unless you just have to. They lay down in the bed of a pick up with cardboard just fine. Other than that, just about every gun or safe stores has all sizes and price points.

In ID a rifle tag is almost impossible to draw. A muzzleloader tag has slightly better odds but we are all traditional here. All lead bullets (no sabots), loose powder, caps or flint (no 209), open sights and exposed ignition. Got a decent buck in '16 at 40 yards and a small buck last fall at 90 yards. Lyman GPH or Traditions Hawken in .54 for me. If we don't draw then we can always get an archery tag. We go all spot and stalk because sitting in a blind bores me. It's tuff and I've never got one with a bow but my son did his first year trying it.

Something that confuses me.......video of all these people coming north......nobody really looks poverty stricken.......they have nicer clothes than I do.......newer phones than mine.......am I missing something???

I chased a giant buck at the base of Glassford hill back in the 19A glory days. Parked at the high school, jumped the fence and crawled through the grass playing cat and mouse for hours. Another day we were on the south end of Glassford chasing lope in the canyons like they were whitetails. Some homeowner saw me putting a sneak on and turned her dogs and two kids out to chase the goats off. That was back when there were over 100 tags for each archery hunt and you could draw it ever 3-4 yrs. It’s a dang shame to watch that herd fragment and dissolve.

I recommend telling your wives you went to Alaska but really go to Cabo San Lucas.

I was on that, or a cleanup. Hooked up with AZGFD officer Mike Hollister. I later went on a ride along with him. That cleanup and ride along helped guide me down the career path I have chosen.

President Trump actually tweeted that video clip.......I was shocked!!!!! Maybe he actually knows where the heal the bootheel of New Mexico is now.......Obviously New Mexico Governor Grisham does not!!! I worked side by side illegals as a kid! My dad had three very good men that would come and work for 3 months go home for a month and then come back! My dad paid for all of their dental and medical care! Border Patrol would come by and check to see if they were there as they wanted them to stay in that area as opposed to going further north! This was late 60's early 70's! Late 70's there started to be rifraff showing up on farms and ranches, illegals that would break into homes and steal from farmers and the Border Patrol had to start collecting and deporting workers! My dad helped one of the three illegals get citizenship and he continued to work for my dad and raise his family right there in Cotton City! Great people to work with and hard workers! Times have changed...........in so many ways...........we have to be careful what bathroom we go in..........common sense has run its course and is pretty dam hard to find in almost any situation! I'm glad I was born when I was born........feel really bad for my kids!!!!

Yes we need a wall and then they need to deport all that are here illegally. If they want to do the right thing to come back so be it. On a conspiracy note we have a invading foreign military aged force living among us. If every illegal alien living in the US took up arms against America we would have a real fight on our hands to control this country.

I hope to meet him some day, with a tag

I'll tell you one thing, if you're gonna hunt San Carlos, Hoss is the guy. I've only known him indirectly through some friends and I did the 'carlos a couple years in a row and ended up without a filled tag, but some of the coolest hunting I ever did. Those big San Carlos bucks are out there, but they are tough to find. Guys like Hoss spend a lot of time out there and know where they are, but that's just part of it. A lot of it is thick and hard to hunt. That's why they get so big. Big congrats, Hoss.