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My wife’s cousin that has Cerebral palsy had a drew a good tag and was able to take this bull. Took a tine to the eye

Just got my ram back from Harlow's. Chris did a great job. Thought I would show off his work. Not sure if these pictures really do this thirteen year old ram justice, but here there are. Good luck to this years tag holders.

A trip I'll never forget!! The season came fast and we spent the last few months preparing for her first spring gobbler hunt. We were shooting weekly and doing everything we could to get her dialed in. I started loading shot shells a few years ago and this past year I dove into the world of loading Tungsten(TSS) Shot. My daughter grew fond of measuring exact grains of powder and ounces of shot. She's a chip off the old block when it comes to attention to detail. Her favorite part was sealing the roll crimped shells with glitter nail polish. We tweaked things till we were satisfied with 50 yard patterns that would stone a turkey. From the very beginning I Involved her in every aspect of the hunt. Thursday mid day we were loaded up and headed for camp. Someone was excited to miss some school. We got camp setup with an hour or so left of light. I put out a target at 40 yards to make sure her shotgun was still on. She hit it dead nuts. We spent the rest of the evening trying to roost a bird for opener We were unsuccessful. So I was pretty stressed about opening morning. Friday morning came with a 3:45am alarm. We were out of camp an hour later. Our first stop to listen and shock call produced a gobble about a mile off. We looped around. By gray light we were in the strut zone. It was a morning we had been dreaming about. Multiple flocks going off. Hens cutting and yelping like I've never heard. Tom's gobbling over each other. We setup in the middle of the action. I began cutting on the box. Mimicking the hens around us. I called in a tom but he hung up above us at 80 yards. Boy, Did he put on a strut show!! At the same time a hen came running into our setup. She was pissed. She stuck around for about 15 minutes. We were pinned. All we could do was watch the tom strut over the ridge to flocks going off past him. We backed out and tried to cut them off. Ran into another youth hunter already getting setup. We backed out and tried a few more setups not too far away to see if we could call in a satellite tom. No dice. The rest of the day was some well earned naps and burritos. No bird roosted that evening. Saturday morning my alarm did not go off. I woke up to gray light. We scrambled and got to the same general area as opening day. Immediately Multiple gobbles. We were behind them. We pushed up. We had a satellite tom at 100 yards. I began the spring song. Again my daughter spots him strutting. Working his way towards us. Money in the bag! We got caught in a bad spot. We were lit up. He circled left and as my daughter moved to reposition the shotgun her jacket rubbed the tree loud enough to make the bird get nervous and stop. He started to putt. I purred to calm him down. He came in another 30 yards. But was behind a some small jack pines. The flock started sounding off again and he followed. Decending down into a canyon I wasn't wanting to carry my kid out of. We backed out to get infront of them. We found were they came through the canyon bottom. Fresh scratch and scat. We setup and called. We called in snow and sleet. The rest of the day we spent being tourist and taking pictures at one of my favorite Lookout points in the unit. Screaming and yelling in the canyon to hear our voices echo a dozen times from all directions. She sure did love that. She's a quiet kid so it was amazing to see her let loose and belt out across the giant limestone walls. That evening we spent time in the same area we hunted previously. No birds sounding off back to the roost. My buddy from work was up with us and spent the day at camp while we were shouting at the sky. On the drive back to camp I got a text that 3 gobblers were going off across the road from camp. We ended the night with some coues Backstrap, zucchini and smores on some oak coals. Sunday morning, our last stand. The 3 camp gobblers started shaking the skies around 5am. They sounded a little further than we thought they were the night before. We drove around to get in a good position once they flew down. We were setup above 2 of the toms. I yelped softly to get a location on them. They were in our lap but just out of sight. No time to put the decoys out. We hunkered down at the base of some pines. Here they come. Again, my eagle eye kid spot their colored up heads and fans doing the spring shuffle. They are gobbling their heads off!! They are about 120 yard when she spots them. They come in another 30 and start looking. We both were thinking they were gonna hang up since they didn't have a visual on a hen. I started to cluck & purr and softly yelping like I was a hen moving off and Oh man.... they came right on in. Putting on one heck of a show strutting and gobbling. They stayed pretty tight and we needed to wait for a good shot. Once they broke apart I gave one last yelp to stop them and my daughter let him have it!! 48 yards with a .410 tungsten shell we handloaded. He didn't even flop! He dropped like bag of concrete. She was so stoked! I was so relieved! She was so darn proud of herself! We made it happen. We worked our tails off. We prepared and it paid off. I can only hope that she carries all the lessons learned with her forever. Man, I balled like a baby on the drive home just thinking about the whole experience. I'll NEVER forget it!!! (posting from my phone. Couldn't figure out how to get the images right side up)

I love it!

USA needs a lot more of this at all levels!!

Wanted to share my sons first buck he took the opening day in 22 on the jr deer hunt.

Ok so I’m not crazy after all! just completed my hunter survey and one of the questions was on fur bearers. it asked if I’d seen a Coatimundi. WTF is that? After looking it up online that’s exactly what my son and I saw driving out the I40 through U10. crazy looking little guy! I feel better now!

3000.

I can’t imagine living in that environment 13 years.

Yup, can't chase em down like I used to. Lots of hobbles worn round my camp. Halters and more cowbells too

Edge is fishing for an invite. Thats his kind of camp

You realize that by "hobbling around" you intend to tie your legs together at the ankles? Kinky kabin kamper.

I was originally thinking of going with Luke again. When I talked to him, he let me know that his Moose population is not as good as he would like right now for legal bulls and that he has a buddy that offers drop camps for moose with a much better population right now. He is such a stand up guy and was just honest with me. I booked with his buddy and the cool part is, I will get to hunt southern Ak next year. Our caribou hunt was north of Fairbanks and the weather was cold with snow, sleet and rain. Next year, the average temps where I will be in Sept. will be highs around 50 and lows will be high 30's, low 40's. Now i will get a taste of the nats, whitesocks and mosquitos.

This is God punishing me for paying $100 more for these two things a week ago. Great deal.

My brother shot a buck long time ago in southern New Mexico. Had only three legs, front left leg was partially gone, right antler was all jacked up! Crack or no crack........I believe it!

Houston I had no idea you helped out, you are a good man! Appreciate it. Jacob and my Wife are cousins born a day apart. Jacob is like one of my brothers!

Hey I know that guy and rifle! Congrats J!

Support your local houndsman!!!

Main road through the unit is SR 87 its in pretty good shape with the exception of patch jobs that ADOT has attempted to repair. Remember to drive slow in the fast lane so you hold up all the weekend warriors in diesel truck that are burning coal trying to beat all the yuppies to THE SPOT! If you are lucky enough to draw a rat tag proceed with caution. They have been known to be highly addictive to hunt with a bow. As for Honey holes.....they are all ruined by social media and YouTube influence. Highly likely to see floods of trucks with license plates from UT, Nevada and California. if I were you I'd stay away from Bushnell, Mount Ord, areas around Rye, south of Roosevelt Lake, the 4 peaks road and roads west of Pine and Strawberry, Mesquite and Sycamore washes. If you want a real quality experience chasing deer,...........get on a side by side and get away from people don't be lazy......walk into areas that aren't pressured you'll be glad you did. Just FYI 22 and other central units aren't what they were 5-10 years ago........overall game population is not what is used to be. IMO. Good Luck!

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.

Fished Roosevelt yesterday and it was hit or miss. Threw some cranks and spinner baits first thing in the morning up against rock banks near windy Hill and got a couple. We then drop shot robo worms and caught a few more. After lunch we went back into some coves and threw chatter baits and did well but the biggest fish was 16". At the end, we boated 19 fish total. Be back next Friday and will report again.

I've spent a couple weekends with these guys over the last month, first at Streets of Willow Springs in Rosemond California back in September & then last weekend at Las Vegas Motor Speedway. Can't say enough good things about their program. I've been riding since I was in my early twenties, and have raced previously at the amateur level. I had no idea how much I didn't know. Their coaches are top notch, and I sure gained a lot from the program. We had sportbike guys, adventure/touring riders & even harley guys in the class. It doesn't really matter what type of bike you throw your leg over, this training is an absolute blast, and you will learn a ton of stuff! Plus, let's face it, it's hard to have more fun then riding a 200hp 1000cc sportbike on a closed course/race track...

went today, really no top water bite. temp was 52° when we got on water at first light. water temp was 79°. caught 1 on whopper plopper caught 5 on spinnerbait white double willow, flipping it in the trees. caught 9 on square bill sexy shad, 5ft of water along rocky banks caught 3 on drop shot, Arrons Majic, 10 to 20 ft of water in the submerged trees. most were small... two fish were over 2.5lbs and both hit spinnerbaits.

If they get pushed they always seem to be around the 229 and 83 junctions you can also try around 81a it loops to 83 and back to 229

My folks have a home in Cave Creek, Arizona, so it is always fun to catch the quail, javelina, and coyotes around the house. This Christmas Eve morning, I noticed this male Gambel on a shrub acting as the sentinel. Fortunately he stayed long enough for me to go back in the house to get the camera. Nikon D810, 200-500 @ 500mm, f/5.6, 1/500 sec, ISO 640. The covey for which he was sentry had about 20 birds on the side of the yard moving under the mesquite trees and through the dried weeds. Listening and watching was fun for me and my GWP. Nikon D810, 200-500 @ 500mm, f/6.7, 1/350 sec, ISO 1800 Both images are hand-held resting against a wall or railing.