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Really, thank you! Still coming to terms with the entire deal.. words to come, eventually. Here are some pics. For fun, score and age?

my friends who are members here spotted this buck saturday night but was too late to go after it. they figured it was about 85." I went back on Tuesday with my Dad to the same spot, not specifically looking for that deer but figured if i did see him id probably try to shoot him. there was a couple guys already there. we moved down the road a ways and started glassing a different area but i could still glass back and see some of the original spot. we saw does but no bucks. at about 8:30am when the sun broke through the clouds I spotted him 2200 yards away. we drove around a little closer, walked out, hiked up on a hill 600 yards away from where we last saw him. he was no where to be found. kept glassing the same small area i thought he was in and 30 minutes later out of nowhere i see him just standing broadside out in the open. i range him 648 yards, took the binos off the tripod and shot off it, missed the first shot. kinda hard to time it right when youre just drifting the crosshairs over him. second shot, i hear the wallop. i get the binoculars up and hes hurt bad. he goes down, gets back up, goes down again. no movement, high fives. then i see slight movement, my heart sinks im afraid i wounded him with a bad shot, blew his foot off or something. i watch a while, no movement then i see his antlers swaying. its been probably 25 minutes since initial hit and i see what appears to be death throws then nothing. we get over there, and he was absolutely smoked with a golf ball hole through the power plant. tough son of a bitch, i still cant make sense of it. Big bodied deer, swollen neck

Well, I couldn't hold out for long. My best scouted ram is down. Not the biggest or oldest in the unit, but my lifetime desert bighorn was taken at 8:30AM on my 33rd birthday. Most of my hunting partners, as well as my dad and brother all had a heavy, contributing hand to make this one special. More to come, but for now..

That's my nieces bull. Ill post a pic of my nephew's bull once he official ly comes out. Ok he's out

Okay guys I went scouting today and I seen something that seemed like I was in a fantasy.... After seeing countless whitetail deer. I spotted some in a pocket really high in a canyon and what I seen next you would not believe......

My boys have certainly had some great youth hunts over the years. Turkey, elk, deer and javelina. I've shared stories and pictures of them over the years. Well, my two oldest boys are grown up but I got one more youth hunt with my youngest son, Josh. We found this buck at sunlight opening morning but after a long stalk, could only locate the does he was with. The next morning it was all Josh. I had an idea where they had gone but Josh decided to split up because he had his own idea - and he was right. It's bittersweet - I wouldn't have found this buck again, but Josh did it on his own. I'm extremely grateful for the many hunts I've had with my boys, and can only hope that as they get older, they'll still want to go hunting with the old man.

3 girls 3 junior elk tags 3 days to hunt 3 shots fired 3 elk at the meat locker = Happy dude(dad) Once again we were blessed to get 3 junior elks tags for our daughters in 23. So we loaded up Thursday and headed up. I kept telling myself this was going to be a lot of work but we had Abbey(15) Becca (12) Elizabeth (12) (twins) Cousin, Nephew, Brother, son, wife so I felt the help was there but still a lot of work. Opening morning Abbey chose to go with Josh and my wife and I was to take the twins. Bottom line if Josh is guiding you will get opportunity guaranteed. Well it happened early Abbey Shot her cow 250 yards by 7 am. I was so excited when I got the text but just as sad that I was standing next to her when she shot. In the end I'm happy for her although I'm selfish in my thoughts. So we headed back to the ranch to celebrate and take the rest of the day off and enjoy the time. Saturday we took the twins out , I found the elk again but there was a lot of pressure although nobody was banging away in that area there was a lot of people driving the roads. So we opted to go to another spot and low and behold on the way over their 5 cows crossed the road in front of us and we were able to get ahead of them pull over and make are way out in front of them and Elizabeth made her shot and the party was over. 100 yards at 7 am, so we took the rest of the day off to celebrate and just relax we did look in the evening but as far as I was concerned the pressure was off we had 2 elk down until those puppy eyes came to me and said Dad I sure hope I get a chance at one. I said challenge accepted. Sunday morning Abbey found the elk right by the house so Becca and I slipped in to them and they had back doored us down a thick haired over canyon so I blew 1 soft cow call and the bull responded right away so we had to move around to get the shot and was able to get set up fast and Becca sent one , although I had ear protection on I heard the thump but it didn't look like a great shot so we backed out for about 1.5 hours and came back in with help. I looked long and hard and could not find blood and Becca was really taking it hard then all of a sudden I smelled the smell of elk and I pulled a lighter out lit it up started following the scent and there she laid about 60 yards from the shot. 6:45 am 265 yards. I let out a yell that would curl your hair. Becca was very proud of her first elk heck all my girls were happy. But I have to tell you honestly there is nothing better for me to see it in their eyes. Passion just like me. I'm far from mister kill everything maybe 30 years ago I was But now to be able to take the kids out and watch them light up like a Christmas tree when they harvest makes all of it worth it. My wife and I are truly blessed and thank are lucky stars for the blessing's bestowed upon us all 4 of them. Thanks for the read and good luck out there, Pete

This was a great and special hunt. My oldest (Gage) had been looking forward to this hunt since he found out he, and his brother had been drawn. My youngest son (Gavin) was looking forward to the opportunity to try and take his first big game animal. Day one started with 16 deer, as luck would have it there was a two point with the group. Gavin was up to bat, after getting Gavin set up, the deer ranged, and the rifle dialed, Gavin let loose. Swing and a miss! I later checked the rifle and found that the turret on the rifle was off a complete revolution. Dads fault. Little did we know it was the best thing that could of happened. Gavin was clearly upset, but Gage told him we would find a better buck, and it was only the first hour of opening day. The following day, our close friend Luke was able to come and help with glassing duty. After finding some deer, with only one small buck, Luke announced he had three bucks. The bucks were feeding and appeared to be heading to bed down. We were able to watch the bucks bed down, and make note of where they were. As we were making plans to get closer, two trucks drove past our glassing spot, waved and continued towards the bedded bucks. I was nervous, but Luke assured me they had not seen the deer. We watched as the group of seven people walked out towards where the bucks had gone into some thick stuff. Luke decided to walk out to a point, and side hill around to where we had last seen the deer. We made it to a vantage point and began to glass. A short time later one of the three bucks was seen, now on his feet watching the other group of hunters. After about 20 minutes the buck Bedded back down. Luke found a better vantage point where we figured the boys may be able to get a shot. As we moved into position, we found the other group of hunters were leaving. I was able to get the boys set up for a shot. Luke was able to locate two of the three bucks. Gavin was able to find the deer in the scope. Luke and I prepared Gage, and the plan was made to let Gavin shoot the buck he was on as soon as it stood up. We knew the better of the two other bucks had to be close, even though we could not see him. I told Gage to be ready, as we were sure the the buck would stand and show himself as soon as Gavin fired. Then the wait started. The boys stayed on their rifles for well over an hour, as Gavin’s buck stayed bedded right out in the open and the sun. We were sure the buck would stand anytime to move out of the sun. During our wait, Gavin was able to dry fire on the buck, and prepare himself for the shot. At about an hour and a half, Gavin’s buck finally stood up. Luke continued to watch as I was between the boys. I told Gavin, to breath and press the trigger. As the shot broke, Luke called HIT! At the shot, the third buck stood and showed his hiding spot. As the buck stood, Gage shot. The shot was right over the bucks back. Gage kept his composure, worked the bolt and made an awesome follow up shot! We packed up our things and started towards where the deer had last been seen running into some scrub oak. When we got to the area, Luke was able to find Gavin’s deer was down. As Gavin was headed towards his buck, he found Gages buck which was also down! After some hugs and pictures, Luke made his way back to the truck, while Gavin, Gage, and I started the field dressing and packing. Luke was going to drive around an pick us up. As we were picking out, I was able to share a story with the boys of an elk hunt I had with my dad when I was about 15, that required a pack out very similar to the one we were on. I shared with them how difficult it was, and how I would never forget it. Both boys told me they wouldn’t forget this one, nor would I. We got back to the truck around 8:30 pm. Tired cold and hungry! We wouldn’t have changed anything! The boys were thrilled with their bucks. Gavin’s buck was a great 3x4! Gages buck was his best yet. A 4x5 with eye guards. A special thanks to Luke, we couldn’t have done it without you!

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We already support enough welfare cases as it is. The only reason we HAVE NOT taken over mexico is the cost it would take. Not the good of the world.

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Wow that sucks man. I will say though, it's pretty standup of you to be out there helping.

Another day, another 8 heart wrenching hours in the water picking through debris piles and beaver dams with family members, volunteers and search crews. I will say this, the lack of leadership and coordination from GCSO is appalling. With the manpower and resources that have shown up, I cannot believe that there is zero cooperation between their incident command and the “church people” as they referred to the civilian volunteers. I spent the afternoon searching with a rescue team that had come up from a privaye entity who had provided the team and equipment at their own expense, and when they called in to GCSO to get briefed and join the operation they were told to report to the civilian “incident command” (which is a food tent and parking lot, there is no civilian incident command). So this trained search and rescue squad just headed out on their own with no briefing, no information, nothing. The wasted opportunity is sickening.

I'm not terribly thrilled with the photos on my camera, and there are probably 200+ photos on the other phones and cameras that were there with us. I want to take the time to write it up properly in it's own thread with the best photos, but for now, a few of my current favorite photos are at the bottom of this post. 🙂 No, it wasn't that ram. He disappeared. Honestly, the ram she killed might score a little better. The photo I shared in that other post was that ram's best angle. (The power of the Internet when you want to show off 🙂 ) He was gorgeous in just about every way, but didn't have the mass her sheep has. Plus, we never saw him in person. Her ram has very nice bases and carries it all the way through. I never saw her ram on any cameras or while while scouting--though he was with two smaller rams that I did have on camera. Everyone is absolutely thrilled.

You forgot one...😁

I'd rather be shot in Wisconsin than tortured in mexico, just my opinion though.

Hope you named him the Cholla ram.

Honestly, I don't know how people pass on a great animal, unless you have personally laid eyes on one better.

I turned in my Dec Coues tag last year with point guard, because I killed my buck in August with my bow. I gave the priceless gift of a Dec Coues tag to some lucky hunter.

No!! Now you’re scared Uncle Davey won’t be to happy with little nephew Taylor! You’re better off in the gym posing in front of the mirror. It must suck to have that low of self confidence!! Your wife must get tired of building you up! Step up and be man!! Do something for someone other than yourself and your own self recognition!! If you thought I was in the wrong you could’ve msg me or even gotten my number from Jason B and called me like a man. But you need drama and think everyone should listen to you! Guess what!! I don’t give two squirts of piss what you think of me!! I’m good with myself and the way this whole situation played out!! Even better than that you’ve made yourself and your Uncles guiding business look like idiots! Your really helping him out!

I’m saying it’s funny that your username is “my rights as an american” yet here you are telling me about how the government should regulate a plant. You see the irony, right?

On the fourth day trying to get on a herd of bachelor bucks, my daughter, Hunter was able to connect on a good desert muley in south east Arizona. Her buck grossed right at 150”.