firstcoueswas80

Ill Take It Sherman!

How Much 45 Ya Want?

I Can Help You Skin It when I Have The Time, But That's All I'm GooD for.

Mounted once, needed mediums. I threw the packaging away, but kept it for the mediums so this will come in the packaging. Medium has been marked through. These fit the Stiller Predator, TC Venture, and Savage with Accutrigger. $35 shipped.

Wife HaS A 36b Tag, Her First.

SOLD!

Brand New Never Fired. http://www.smith-wesson.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product4_750001_750051_770016_-1_757781_757781_757781_ProductDisplayErrorView_Y $480 ftf

Coyotes Nightmare!

Yes, Tucson

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Can Also SHip, Buyer To Pay Actual Costs.

Huntwithme, That'sThe Load I Use As well.

Sold

Dies are in great shape. NOT the small base style of die. 1000 Wolf Small Rifle Primers. $60 FTF in Tucson.

They Will Work. My Wife Will Be Using 50 Nbt's

You Asu Fans Do Realize That U Of A Won The First Meeting Right? Its Not Like It Was A Sweep.....

$50

My Dads Liked 86.5 Grains H4831sc, Although That Was 140 Accubond.

Good On You antler!

Applied for a HAM tag for the first time this year. Figured I'd use the bow if shot distances are greater the 20-30, and the handgun in close®. Has anyone used a handgun? What was the weapon of choice? I'm debating between one of my 1911's and my 4" 686 357 mag.

Those are some DAMNN nice bulls!

The day started out a little rough. My little one, almost a year old had been running a 102-104* fever for a couple of days so of course not sleeping well (he doesn't sleep well anyways). My wife and I were up pretty much all night tending to him. As the clock crept closer to 4:45 I went to turn the alarm off on my phone. She asked me what I was doing. When I told her I wasn't going so I could stay with them she said no day, go out and kill a pig! So I was up 15 minutes before the alarm went off... This is where the day got even better! Since I was up before I needed to be, I was on the road very early. This opened up a couple options on where to go. Both places are minimum hour and a half drive. I could not make up my mind, so I pulled over on the side of a road and flipped a quarter. Heads would be to hunt the 'pet' herd that I know is always there and that we have taken a few pigs from over the past few years. Tails would be a place that I have seen up to 4 herds in a day, but nothing with the consistency like the 'pet' herd. Luckily, it was heads! Driving down the dirt road I saw a couple of deer, and thankfully no other hunters! I got to the glassing spot and received a few messages from my wife telling me how our son wasn't doing to well. None of them were GET HOME NOW messages so I sat down to glass. I glassed cut one, empty. I glassed cut two, empty. While panning to the north, there they were! 8 pigs up and feeding in the sun! All of this glassing took a grand total of MAYBE two minutes... My hands hadn't even started to take the chill out of the gloves! I immediately called my wife, told her I had pigs spotted already and that she needed to decide if she wanted me home or to go kill one. Her response was awesome! "You're already there, go kill one then come home to us!". I rolled the truck down the ridge, closing the gap. When I go to my spot to drop into the canyon, the pigs weren't in the same spot, they were about 50 yards to the right, feeding. I took off my Kenetrek's (great boots but LOUD) and put on my tennis shoes, grabbed my bow, did a press check on my Ruger and took off! My aiming point was a single tree almost to the top of the hill they were on. If I could get to that tree, it appeared that the trail they were on would walk RIGHT by me. I kicked up a single doe on my way down, but luckily she went the opposite direction. Once I got to the bottom, I range the tree I needed to be at and it was only 35 yards. As I started making my way up, I decided I would follow a trail and side skirt the hill a little, then cut straight up to the tree. I got to the tree and I couldn't see quite like I thought I could, so I headed a little further south, towards where they were last time I saw them. When I got to where I wanted to be, I then started heading up towards the top to crest over. At that time, I heard what sounded like a javelina, but it sounded like it was on its way out. I thought about blowing on the call, I thought about woofing, instead I stayed there and watched and listened. I am glad I did! About 15 seconds later, no more then 10 yards from me, one single pig moved. He was standing in the rocks where I last saw them, and I would not have ever seen him had he not moved. Once he did, his abnormally white but stuck out like a sore thumb. At this time, I actually set my bow down, and drew my Ruger. I leveled the Novak sights, and the pig turned 1/4ing away. I squeezed one off and hit him hard! He then turned broadside and I put another one right behind the shoulder and he dropped! Adrenaline hit big time! I know its just a javelina but to the that close and to shoot it with the 1911 was really exciting! I then climbed up to see the javelina as it was gasping its final breaths, not going anywhere. I topped out to see if the other ones were there with it as I did not hear them bust out, they were gone. When I got pack to the javelina I had just shot, it snapped its teeth at me so I drew the 1911 again and put another one behind the shoulder... Tough critter to take 3 .45" 200 grain slugs at point blank range! After the cleaning was done, I loaded the javelina, my bow and optics up and headed off to the truck. When I got to the truck I checked the time... An hour and 26 minutes on the dot... My quickest hunt ever!

Reloads, Bedding, Trigger, Optics.

It Was 29*( AccordingTo My Truck) Atty Sun Up And Ths Pigs Were Out In The Sun At 708 Saturday.

The Ruger 1911'S Are Slayin' Em!