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2 million illegals crossed this year without one, you shouldn't need one either

Went scouting for sheep again this weekend.

I have a couple of Sightron Scopes SIII series and love them they both have serve me very well. I have nothing bad to say and lots of great thing to say about them. After 8 years of great service on Coues deer hunting and shooting at the range, one of this scopes started to "act a little weird" a good friend told me to send that scope out and have it check. I was a little skeptical at first, hard for me to believe I had a scope problem because like I said before, it was always perfect and never failed; but at the end heck I said I'm going to send it and I did. About 5 days later I recieved a phone call from Sightron Company. I was told that effectively, there was a problem with my scope internals and they will send me a new one! I said what? A new scope? they said yes! And how much I will owe you? They say nothing! We are sending it for FREE! I was like wow really? Yes they said! The following week I recieved my NEW SIGHTRON Scope! I'm a very happy camper! I have nothing but words of appreciation, THANK YOU SIGHTRON!!

Nice one! All I found this weekend was a bobcat skull.

I had a awesome hunt with my son on the youth turkey hunt. First morning my boy was able to get a few shots off but was not able to connect. Next morning we just seen bunch of elk no turkey. Around noon we get to a big opening look across sure enough there's turkey walking along the tree line. We stalked in to 79 yards and my son dropped a hen like a pile of rocks. Couldn't be any happier. I love spending time with my son in the outdoors especially turkey hunting.

Got drawn for the 1st general WT hunt in 33, had two locations I was tossing back and forth that hold deer. Well I went to the Redington location and it paid off. Started glassing at 0600 and by 7:15 had 3 bucks at 792 yds. Closed the distance to 438 yds and tag filled. Kind of sad that it’s over so quickly, but looking forward to WGP’s chorizo and snack sticks!!!!

There have been pictures of these posted on several local Facebook pages. So what happens when an atv tire flips one of these things up and it hits the person behind them? It sounds cool to talk tough on the internet. Reality is you can just hike over a ridge with no roads on it if you really wanted to solve the problem.

This is stupid. ATV’s are annoying but joking about shooting at people is dumb.

Want to know the price? Message the seller. It is not hard.

Went on our first scouting trip and wanted to post a few pics. I hope to add to it through the hunt.

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Wow

Sweet. Great scopes

2nds on the rl17 if crazymonkey doesn't take it...

I’ve confronted people on occasion, all made excuses” they didn’t know”. In reality, they didn’t care. Not sure if any of it sank in. People suck

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I was just there last week. We went up dripping springs to visit the rancher and do a little looking around. We didn't get up high though. Overall not as bad as I feared, but I think it is deceiving due to all the grass and undergrowth from the heavy rains. Rancher said he hasn't seen any deer so that worries me a bit but who knows. Roads are worse off than they have been in the past but very derivable.

I've been looking around a bit too. I'll probably get some cheap Kings stuff until they're older.

Maybe a warning shot is warranted ?

Couldn't agree more. These are all the reasons why we booked, and I am confident as these guys have killed some bomber bucks on a variety of nearby ranches. Its more about the experience for us.

Well just got back from my kiddos hunt and let me tell you what a hunt/memory maker it was. From day 1 until this morning was non-stop action. We had the 6A/5BS jr hunt and stayed in 6A the entire time. Day 1: Got some tips from a buddy of mine from their archery bull hunt 2 weeks earlier and it was crazy. The bulls were still bugling so it made it real easy to get started. We got on about 25 cows and a couple of bulls going crazy. Got close but the forest was too thick to actually send lead. That evening went to the same spot and got on more bugling bulls which had cows. My daughter had a shot but missed, then the sky opened up and poured on us. We high-tailed it back to the truck only to get a text from her good friend who shot one at 5:27. They sent us coordinates so we could lend a hand. We used OnX but only to find out that the road was nonexistent. We started walking about 6:10, we got to them at 7:00 and it was pitch black. Helped finish quartering and started back, we had 6 pillow cases filled. Could only get 4 of them back to the truck so me and the other dad went back for the other two. The girls were spent so we left them at the truck with 2 pistols just in case. We left the truck at 8:20 and got back to the kill spot at 9:30. Let me tell you walking at night with only headlights and a handheld light you get some effed up thoughts run through your mind. Well we made it back to the truck at 10:15. The ride back to camp never felt so good. Day 2: Got up around 7 due to the previous night, headed out in two trucks and within 10 minutes see a huge herd cross the road in front of us. We park and go after them. Two hours later no sign of any elk. Kids are griping that they are hungry so we go back empty handed. A buddy of mine who joined us for the hunt recommended we walk out of camp and give it a whirl. As soon as we crest the hill 20 cow go running buy, my son couldn’t retrieve his gun from his scabbard in time to get a shot off. My daughter and I run back down the hill to get in the truck and try to head them off at the road. We hike up the hill and see nothing, but we hear a bugle not to far off. As we head closer my daughter says” dad…elk “, well it was a massive 6x6 bull all alone screaming. It eventually lays down about 40 yds in front of us. We both almost in sync say “ I wish I had a bull tag” she giggles and mutter an expletive. We decide to back out and go around and as we do my daughter says look dad more elk, well the previous herd had doubled back and we’re going back the same direction the came from. A lone cow stops about 110 yds away and that’s all it took. Cow drops and the herd takes off. As we are walking up we hear another shot, to find out my boy had taken a shot and hit one but couldn’t recover it after about 1 hr track of a tiny blood trail. We all help out and get this cow quartered and back to camp and off to Casey’s for butchering. Day 3: Headed back right outside of camp again and got back on the herd again, but couldn’t get a shot off. The boy wanted a change of scenery so we went to Upper Lake Mary to do some fishing. No fish were caught, but it was a beautiful day to drown some worms. Got back to camp and did an evening hunt only to turn up empty handed. I could tell the boy was getting tired and frustrated and time wasn’t on our side for many other excursions. Day 4: Left again just outside of camp and immediately got on 2 bulls, we followed them only to turn up empty handed. Got back to camp and it was getting really windy so the next 3 hours were playing poker (Omaha, Texas, 3 card and screw your neighbor) the kiddos really liked this. We ended up going into Flagstaff for dinner, this was a nice change of pace. When we got back to camp, just in time it started to rain and rain and later to find out snow all night. This morning was quite a shock, needless to say we weren’t going in this and packed everything up and headed back. Two out of 3 tags filled……not too shabby.

Let me guess, they told you it’s never been hunted before

After being in Wyoming with my son Nash we returned home to spend the second half of fall break on my oldest son Hunter’s youth elk hunt. It was an exciting trip for me because it was the first time ever my Dad had joined my boys for a hunt. It was a lifetime of anticipation finally coming to fruition. We left on Thursday and stopped at the range to confirm zero on the rifle and backup rifle. From there we spent the rest of the day napping in our friends’ amazing “cabin” before heading out to scout for the afternoon. While we checked familiar spots the boys climbed some huge trees and took turns opening gates. Late in the afternoon we found a group of elk at the same tank where Hunter shot his elk last year. We watched for a few minutes before pulling out to leave them for morning. At this point we had been hunting / road-tripping for a week straight and I was starting to wear down. O’ dark thirty came early and I was struggling to rub the sleep from my eyes. We finally got on the road with at least a plan for the first few hours. I was feeling a little stressed as I didn’t feel like we had a solid backup plan of the elk weren’t where we left them. But a quick conversation with my dad reminded me that they were elk and it was early October. Somewhere we were bound to hear a bugle and give chase. As we got within a few hundred yards of where we planned to park we came over a hill to see 20 elk staring back at us from the middle of the road. I cruised on by trying not to excite them too much. When we were out of sight we parked and listened. We could hear the two bulls from the night before bugling in the opposite direction of the herd we had just seen on the road. We had a decision to make. Remembering the discussion from the night before I proposed we follow the bugles into the junipers. As we began our pursuit we circled to get the wind in our favor but that put a group of cattle between us and the bugling bull. We slipped in close enough to hear the bull raking his antlers in the junipers just ahead, but the cattle were getting nervous. Finally an angus and her two calves came around the tree we were hiding in and decided they had enough. They crashed through the trees directly in line with the elk. As they disappeared into the juniper the bull had been taking just moments before the thundering of hooves grew and I knew this gig was about up. I let out a few soft cow calls and we moved forward rapidly to try and get a look. As I rounded a juniper 8 cows were staring back in my direction. I froze and looked back to see hunter 10 yds behind me. I threw up the tripod with triclawps and urged him forward. Just as he leveled his rifle one cow started to break away. I hit a soft mew and she stopped broadside momentarily. Hunter didn’t hesitate and it was all over but the cutting. In a few short minutes my dad and Hunter’s brother Nash were standing with us in a big group hug. A lifetime of anticipation fulfilled. I want to add a special thank you to Kasey James. We don’t know him, but he donated his youth elk tag to OE4A providing this once in a lifetime opportunity for 3 generations of our family. It may not have been what some would call a premium tag (although my boys who didn’t draw with 4 BP might disagree) but it was a premium experience. I hope that my sons are learning that the value is in the experience not the score. We’ve had some pretty awesome adventures but I can’t think of any that topped this. What a week.

It’s ok to steal If they’re not giant, gtfo with that. Thieves should be hung.

Birds distress calls, cats love birds.