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They leave their crap lay around the house, sometimes its sharp and you step on it barefoot. They put holes in drywall, and they hide food near the table instead of eating it. Sometimes they use a toy toilet to actually go to the toilet and getting most of it on the floor. They hang on towel bars and toilet paper holders rendering them useless. They throw things in the house knocking pictures off walls, deer mounts come tumbling to the ground, full glasses of water get knocked off the table and glass shatters. they swear they showered and washed their whole body, miraculously they did it with dry hair. As a father you will learn how to remove and install a toilet that's clogged with a teenage mutant ninja turtle shampoo, or a toilet paper rod holder, or maybe even a full sized trout. Your never going to have a back on your tv remote control EVER again. Anything you own which is shiny will forever be covered in sticky hand and finger prints. They will peel one of the buttons off of your electronic gun vault, even after having there rear end smacked several times just for touching it. They will stand outside your door and say "daddy, wook" and you ask what it is and he says.. "its a boogey!", they will go to the bathroom with mom in a busy gas station on the way down to rocky point and run out naked pants down in front of all the other woman and proclaim "I pulls on my weiner wank" the whole time while hes manhandling his lil jhohnson. They will fall into the lake right after you warned the whole crew they will be punished if they fall in the lake. One day they might shoot a roman candle at their own 10 year old boys feet and yell "Dance Cowboy!!", maybe they will even steal a big old stack of porno mags and try to sneak in the house walking like the tin man with 7 of them stuffed under their shirt (yes, even I have been a bad child a few times, and yes I got caught). They will promise to use their bb guns safely but come crying when they got shot by their brother, ensuring their own a$$ beating as well as everyone elses. They will promise to feed the new guini pig but yet "Sophie" tragically dies when your little boys was "just petting it". But then one day you will come home from work and your little girl will scream with pure joy and excitement "DADDY!!!!" and come running for you to pick her up! They will crawl up in bed with you and snuggle into your armpit. You will see them catch their first fish or harvest their first game animal! These are the momnets I live for and they all make all the bad moments seem like distant memories. Even after 5 kids and having a business which pretty much measures up to a pretty stressful life, I can honestly say, I would not give this up for the world! Happy fathers day dads.

As a kid I can remember visiting my grandparents and cousins in Idaho and Montana. We'd all be outside eating homemade ice cream and reminiscing about old times when the conversation would inevitably turn to the time Grandma got chased up a tree by a moose, or when one got a tire swing stuck on its antlers at the cabin in Island Park, or when one chased my cousin Brian home after he fell off the snowmobile. Still today at just about every family gathering just when things start to quiet down someone will call out in his direction "MOOOOSE!" These experiences and many others shaped my admiration of the largest member of the deer family. When we would spend summers at the family property in Clancy, MT, the most prized of all sightings was a bull moose. Their huge black bodies, contrasted by wide flat, white palms in the creek bottoms or black timber are mesmerizing. While attending college in Rexburg, ID I spent as many hours as possible exploring the Big Hole mountains just outside of town. I hunted elk and deer there but was always distracted when an 8' ungulate would cross my path. One day in November while looking for a cow elk I watched a behemoth bull moose peruse the timber apparently roaming for a second cycle cow and I promised myself that one day when I had the time and money I would be back for one of the beasts. Those lean college years didn't allow me the opportunity to trophy hunt, let alone do justice to a once-in-a-lifetime venture. But I took note of the favorable draw odds, especially for residents, and committed that the day would come. Before leaving my native born state again I scrounged up the few hundred dollars to purchase a lifetime license ensuring that the NR cap for such a tag would never become a barrier to entry. So this year, 10 years removed from my post-collegiate departure, I decided the time had come to begin the process of grinding away at the 18% draw odds. I figured that even without a point system in Idaho the expectation was that I would draw a tag within 5 years. So imagine my surprise last Friday when I was greeted by this

Thank you to all of you who helped my son raise the funds for his black belt journey last fall, when he offered to tie flies for a donation towards the $550 he had to raise himself! I figured I owe you all an update on this one. This past Saturday (June 15), we had our belt promotion. I earned my yellow w/green stripe belt, but, more importantly, Jacob earned his red w/black stripe belt. Over the next four months, things are going to get harder and even more is expected of him in our studio, but he will be testing for his black belt October 18-19. Its a 24-hour test with intermittent 5-minute breaks. He will be the second youngest in this cohort at 11 years old (three total 11-yos) and he will be the only guy among the six first degree black belt candidates. There will be two other guys testing for their second degree black, which is great for him to have that kind of leadership, too, since I can't be there for him; he'll have two other father figures, in addition to three "moms' to keep each other moving. Jacob could not do what he's done in the past seven months without the support and encouragement from the CW community. It truly does take a village to raise a child and I'm proud that many of you are part of our village. If you're in Flagstaff on October 19, you're welcome to come to the studio. It will be open to the public at 8am, and the rest of the promotion (for me and my green, too) will start at 9am. PM me for studio information. Please keep him in your thoughts over the next four months and, especially, in October. Yes, I'm an extremely proud dad. On behalf of Jacob and my family, THANK YOU!!! Pics from Saturday. No pics of me because nobody wants to see an old fat man in a TKD Dobok. Jacob had to do what is called a "speed break", where you break a board that is barely held. Younger candidates have someone hold it, while adults have to hold their own. You have to generate enough speed to go with the power to break it that way. It took him several attempts, and he got extremely frustrated, but the room erupted (I was the loudest) when he got it. Demonstrating 13 required forms Speed Break (bottom half if flying low and away) Our Master with Jacob and his new belt

Selling a Ruger SR22 22lr semi-auto pistol, great shape, (1) 10 rd Mag, extra bacstrap, original box, small canvas case, paperwork. shoots great, loves all types of ammo. $280.00

Where are all the fish pics????

Man, I admire you guys who can put up with those cattle boat excursions. They're like organized chaos when the fishing is going on. A friend and I went on an overnighter with H&M in the early 1970s, and it wasn't a fun first experience for me. The sea going out was really rough, so I was seasick from the get-go. 🤢 It got even worse when the fishing started and the beer & blood started flowing around. 🤮 I eventually headed for my bunk and curled up in fetal position for the ride in. When we got back my buddy called his wife on a pay phone, and I asked him to have her call mine and tell her I was never going out to sea again. From then on I never went out on the ocean without Dramamine or later on, Scopolamine patches. A year or so later, the folks from Fenwick invited me out on their boat to chase yellowfin. I started off with one of the telephone-pole like rods with a big reel and quickly decided that wasn't a lot of fun. So I switched to a med. spinning rig with 10-lb. test and had a blast catching big YFs. I also went out of Long Beach aboard a friend's sport fisherman. We spent the entire day at the kelp beds catching barracuda on light tackle. Sometime in the mid-80s, the Canadian Consulate sent a gal writer and me on a press junket to Nova Scotia. One of the things we did was spend a day fishing for REALLY, REALLY big fish -- bluefin tuna that sell to the Japanese for thousands of $$$$$$. And the captain owns the catch! We had two hits in six hours of trolling and landed one of those that weighed 625 lbs. I let the gal handle it for the most part until she got too exhausted. It was like having a VW beetle on the end of the line. All in all, pretty boring. The most fun I've had on the ocean was fishing for king salmon at Buck's Camp at River's Inlet, BC. It was worth three trips, too. It's kinda of a DIY set-up where they give the folks a small skiff and tackle and send them off to fish. The tackle they supply consists of a 9' fly rod and reel with 30# line. I opted to bring my own -- bass fishing rigs spooled with 17# line. Over those three trips, I landed at least 10 king salmon over 50 lbs. (biggest was 68) and never lost one. Also caught oodles of the other salmons, mostly pinks and silvers. When I hooked a king and it made a run, I'd follow backwards, standing on the back seat and steering the motor with my foot. In most cases, it would take 15-20 minutes before I saw the fish. Then the trick was to get it into the big net and boat by myself.

Well thanks to a few great coueswhitetail regulars providing some tips, the kids and I went out for a fathers day trip. We had a blast catching small mouth, mostly about 8-12 inch size, but kept us busy. Water was crystal clear and flow was down compared to last reports on this thread. I really appreciate the info provided, we always enjoy our time out in the woods, especially a new spot. One other thing I have to get off my chest... is the trash we found from other peps we encountered, they were nice and great to talk with but when they left, camp it was a mess. I made my kids pick up after them while I cussed and grumbled... I just wish all of us who enjoy the outdoors would not litter... rant over. We had a blast. A big thank you to who sent info...

RIP Gamehauler. He used to be on here all the time back in the day. I think he was the one that talked Amanda into the “Campfire” section of the forum.

that is a lot of drag.

Very sorry to hear that! That is still one of my favorite threads....

RIP Mike.

With the passing of GameHauler I thought it was appropriate to share one of many memories we had together. This was opening day and his daughters shot their first gobblers. Mike will be missed but never forgotten. RIP my friend!

Yeah, the habitat will come back better than ever. But the cliff dwellings and the orchard could be gone forever.

I was 3 miles from the front on Friday at a radio site we built for MCSO. Got chased out by hot shot crews at 9:00am. It is right at the top of Fish Creek Hill.

After which meals

Camo is over rated spell check sucks

Kuiu is nice but Sitka seems to fit me better! I used to use all the 20-60 dollars camo and they worked great. But once you try the high end stuff man I can't go back. Its like using high end glass. You can't go back to your Vortexs ever again

The message quoted below is from a discussion on this site in 2008. It's as pertinent now as it was then. ____________________________________________________________________________________ "Dan (guy in your last listed video) and Atsko have been in the forefront of all this research on deer vision since the late 1980s. Everything he said is right on the money. Because I was skeptical, I spent more than a year researching the subject and was present when they tested the vision of LIVE deer at the Univ. of Georgia's deer research facility. I also attended the Southeast Deer Symposium in Mississippi where two biologists presented their papers on the subject. I penned the first and most definitive article about the subject for OUTDOOR LIFE magazine in the early 1990s. The article and supplemental charts, etc. covered about six pages. Although the original topic concerned deer, MOST non-human mammals are "blind" to blaze orange and nearly all shades of red into the infrared range of the color spectrum. That general statement takes in ungulates, canines and felines. In contrast, all of the above are highly adept at seeing in the lower range of the spectrum, i.e. blues to ultraviolet. This is what originally triggered the research and led to Atsko's products to eliminate UV absorption from clothing and other items. The only creatures you hunt that will see orange are the avian creatures, such as wild turkey, waterfowl and upland game. And they also are very attuned to the UV part of the spectrum. Anyone interested in reading the OL article, can send me a PM here with an email address. -TONY" _____________________________________________________________________________________ The majority of camo patterns are designed to harvest hunters not game animals. 😉 The latest and greatest is usually nothing more but the same ol', same ol'. Patterns with greens and blacks that are normally small and close together might look peachy to a guy standing a few feet away, but it becomes a dark blob at a distance. As a result of the SCIENTIFIC research that was done, the best camo colors are light tans to browns/black because an ungulate's eyes react the least to any of them and MOST of the terrain appears as the same colors to them. Likewise for blaze orange, which falls within the tan area of a game mammal's dichromatic (two color) vision. IOW, they see colors much like a human who is colorblind. Hunters in Africa, who rarely wear camo, have been killing game for centuries wearing solid tan, brown or olive pants and shirts. Likewise for hunters in those states with mandatory laws in regards to blaze orange such as Colorado and Wyoming. So if you wish to wear camo because it gives you a warm, fuzzy feeling, pick one with brownish colors and large patterns. IMHO, ASAT is about as close as you can get to the ideal. It ain't cheap, but it's well made and rugged.

If you are a hipster with money to burn just go with Kuiu. Otherwise just hunt.

I’m not gay, but a sheep tag is a sheep tag, am I right?

I’m not willing to post that answer on the Internet

I'd sell my mother in law for a sheep tag.

Regardless of whether you draw or not get a jump on getting yourself some gear. Firearms: You don’t need anything special. But if you plan to keep hunting coues you will find yourself wanting to shoot longer distances. I would recommend finding a common cartridge with a wide offering of factory loads. Any of the .30 cals are great (.308, 30-06, .300 win mag). The 7mm family have very good ballistic co-efficient and lots of factory options (7mm rem mag, 7mm-08) and of course right now everyone loves them some 6.5 mm, particularly the 6.5 creedmore. In reality, just about anything from .243 up will work just fine. Some sage advice here would be to buy something with lower recoil as you will enjoy shooting it more and will this spend more time practicing. I would suggest staying with a common factory platform that has lots of options to customize in the future. Remington 700, tikka, Ruger American Predator, and most of the savages are a great launching point. In regard to optics, you will need a rifle scope and binoculars. A spotting scope is a nice to have, but not the first place I would spend my money. I would rather hunt without boots than without my binoculars. Spend some money on your rifle optics, but prioritize your binoculars. There are plenty of low cost options these days that are far superior to what we were using even ten years ago. Expect to pay at least $300-$500 on a starter pair of bino’s and at least $300 on a rifle scope. Don’t forget a tripod. Without one you are basically wandering around the desert looking for Easter eggs. Also, this website is a good resource. If you poke around on here long enough you will find lots of info on low cost binoculars and other gear. Just look through the archives. Good luck and hit us up with other questions as you go.

As planned, I took yesterday off work and spent the day up on the Black river. Fishing wasn't epic, but any time with my two sons is! I think we managed 50 or so in between us in about 6 hours of fishing. We caught mainly small mouth, but also caught a couple of rainbows and browns. Water level was medium-high (not super high, just a nice healthy flow....), and was clear. My two standard go to lures when I fish there are small chartreuse grubs (like crappie jig sized...), and black rooster tails. We caught them on both yesterday. Have fun! S.