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    Trashy Bull

    It might be too late to check, but I would bet he was missing at least one.............nut..............seriously......
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    How can we get involved with "AZ Hunters who Care"?
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    How about donating them to the"Support your Local Illegal Immigrant Foundation" so they can be recycled. Send them back down south, pick them up again in the fall.........
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    So this is what I get to look forward to on my 36B hunt eh???? Absolutely unacceptable
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    be careful

    Very unfortunate, always hate to have something like that happen, and such a bottom of the barrel basic concept. Rotten thing to have happen.....
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    Grong's Bull

    DANG!!!!!! One heck of a bull, where is his brother at?????
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    THis is great

    Great way to start off the day....thanks
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    My brother is a dang good cowboy, spent alot of time clowning rodeos and working up in Montana punching cows. One summer inbetween ranches he was taking tourists on trail rides in Zion National Park in Utah. I stopped off for a visit and he sent me on one of these trail rides to help keep the tourists taken care of. We ended up on this switchback and to be honest with you, going around the corners looking over the edge was not a good idea. We had one lady just freak out on us and start to try and get off of her horse right in the middle of the switchbacks which was the worst thing she could have done. I bailed off my horse and grabber her horse and helped her get off. She walked the rest of the switchbacks and I led her horse for her. It was spooky when it was happening, but one heck of a laugh after the tourist were all gone. That is me on the backend of the line, you can see that I am leaning into the mountain.....what a chicken.
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    OK Tony, here are a couple of pics, sacraficial to keep you baited into posting pics. Here is the hunt story. I think the year is 1982 not all that old, but I was going to college and came home for the big hunt. I have to kind of set the story up first. We didn't know about scope covers, if they existed at the time so we would take an old inner tube off of a tire, cut it into a strip, like a big fat rubber band, and then slip that over the scope to keep it from getting dusty, etc. So, I am hunting just on the New Mexico side of the AZ line, just north west of Luna. Doing a still hunt with a lazy snowfall in the process of coming down so naturally, I have my handy little scope cover on to keep the moisture off of my scope. I am moving very slow down this ridge, loving the little bit of snowfall, when all of the sudden, there he was, at the most, 60 yards away, looking right at me. That rack seemed so huge to me, of course I went into a panic. That %$#@ innertube scope cover would not come off my scope, between the cold and a small case of buck fever I was definitely feverish. I finally got the cover off and put that buck in the crosshairs of my Redfield wide angle 3-9 power scope and let the lead fly. After the first shot, the buck was still standing there looking right at me as if nothing really had happened, much to my shagrin, so I jacked another shell into my gun. This activity startled the buck and he turned around and bolted straight away from me. There was no way in the world I could have missed that shot (ha), in a last chance effort I put the crosshairs on the buck as he was about to disappear and I pulled the trigger. At the time I thought I had hit the buck, but definitely could not see him. I ran over to the last spot I had seen him, and there he lay in a heap. I had hit that poor old boy right in the back of the head. Truly the luckiest shot I have ever put on a deer. This is the first decent buck I had ever shot. Not big by some of you'alls standards but it was definitely a trophy in my books. I was using the gun of my dreams at the time, bought with my own hard earned pig money. Remington Model 700 BDL 22-250, Custom loaded 60 grain Hornady spire point with 35 grains of 4064. My folks let me use some of my "savings" when I turned 16 to buy the gun and my older brothers helped me pick it and the scope out. It of course was purchased with the intent of hunting Wyle Coyote. Still the gun of my dreams and I still shoot the same load, although I have since then purchased a little bit bigger caliber for my deer hunting.
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    I'm still looking for my photos that I know I put where I would be sure and remember them
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    Trail Cameras

    .270, I have watched that elk story unravel in the local newspaper up here. That incident has sure shed alot of bad light on hunting. I work with a guy who guides and from his explaination, the elk was taken withing 1/4 mile of housing, I wasn't there so it is still just somebody else's work. That alone throws it into the illegal catagory thus falling into the unethical side of things. I agree with you on the ethics issue, just passing on some info.
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    You gotta love those pictures and yes the unbelievable camo that we all worry so much about today. That .264 had some credibility in its day, does it still hold it's own? I also love the vintage trucks, classic hunting rigs......NICE!!!
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    Trail Cameras

    Can't believe I have been missing out on this one......ethical??? Sleeping with the neighbors wife, is that ethical, illegal or otherwise? I'll tell you what is unethical those $%#%%@&@% photo cams on loop 101 thats what..not only do they keep track of how often I come to the big city, but it keeps track of how dang fast I was going too....just kidding. It is all in the eye of the beholder...........
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    There is nothing like adding a little bit of spice to your hunting trip like adding mules/horses to it. There are very few of those critters that will let you shoot over the top of them, much less throw up a rifle in front of them, and the things that they all of the sudden get particular about is interesting at best. My brother is the real mule man, I just take advantage of being able to use his mules on occasion, I sure enjoy the heck out of them except when that rope is tight and my hands are on the last knot of the lead rope. Good stories, fun to laugh at now that the dust has settled.
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    I wanna see that pic!!!
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    Please don't tell me that you don't have a thing to do with that operation anymore???? That must have been some times there packing boyscouts. Here is my packing story. My brother had just gotten serious about breaking and packing mules. He was also my scout leader and decided to use us scouts as a practice dummie for a week. He packed us back into the Gila Wilderness, I believe the destination was McKenna Peak. The very first day, a borrowed mule took off with all of our groceries and proceeded to break all but one dozen of the eggs we had packed. I think there were about 18 of us on horses total. Since the eggs were basically gone, we had to ration when we used the eggs to get the most mileage out of them. We basically lived off of the fish we caught along the way, spent a couple of nights in a meadow which was way up on top, we had hobbled all of our critters for the first night. Sitting around eating and telling stories when all of the sudden Fire flies were everywhere. None of us desert boys had ever seen fireflies. In the mean time all of our horses had wandered off out of the meadow into the trees and we spent about an hour rounding them up. Later that night, we wake up to this horrible sound, which turned out to be one of our horses choking to death because his owner hadn't tied a bowline around his neck. My brother jumped out of his bed, pulled out a knife and cut the rope to free the horse. At the time I thought I could have probably lived up there all of my born days and been just fine.......
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    The Good 'Ol Days

    OK, Tony, so I don't know much about you....but is that you with the horse???? Gotta love those pics.
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    You saw it here first

    Bill, speaking of taking out the trash. I remember as a kid there at the cabins at Greer hauling off the trash meant there was a good chance of seeing a bear. One night my older brother who had been sleeping out on the front porch came in yelling about a bear and sure enough, his yelling had scared the bear right up into the tree next to the cabin we were renting.....we got alot of laughs out of that one.
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    You saw it here first

    Thanks.....back to the topic at hand. Matty, those are some respectable photos of deer, were you just not able to get on him like you wanted? One of these days I am going to have to break down and try the trail cam thing. Looks like it could become a whole new sport, I am very impressed with the photos people post on here of the game they are keeping track of. Here is a little different twist on the topic. Bobcats, I have seen more bobcat in the last couple of years. Rarely ever saw them, but seems like they are on the up. One thing I have noticed though with game is what I call the California Effect.....as people move out into habitat...more game is seen and then more game starts to disappear. The only critter with the exception to that rule would be Wyle Coyote....
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    You saw it here first

    How about it Tony, you get the thread started and I'll bet we can get some good stuff???
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    You saw it here first

    Whoo hooo, I did it...thanks Tony and all, for allowing me to drag down memory lane.
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    You saw it here first

    Matty, thanks for bringing that to my attention......dang that will change my Christmas plans. Tony, Sorry about the photo, first time to try and post a photo and no luck, I'll keep trying.
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    You saw it here first

    Tony, Here is a shot of me and my brothers and a nephew. I am the goober in the middle holding the pole with the pokadot cap. 1969 at Reservation Lake I think, I am a whopping 9 years old top to bottom. Probably the first boat fishing trip of my life. Oh the memories though. Sorry about getting sidetracked about the deer Bill. I haven't been kicking those hills as long as you have but I agree with your assessment of that area. My dad used to rent a cabin from the Wiltbanks there in Greer, if we weren't able to get a cabin then we threw out the tents, which led to the idea of building a cabin. My dad spends April til the first snow flies up at Alpine, what a haven that has become. Matty, after getting your PM, I might recommend going in December. The last few years have been so warm and dry(hopefully that will change), but we have seen alot of bucks (alot meaning more than normal but not some unbelieveable number). If you need a place to get out of the cold while you are up in that area, you are more than welcome to stop in during Christmas break.
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    You saw it here first

    You did your boys right by getting them up there, looks like they are carrying on the tradition. I gotta run, will have more later, thanks Tony. Jeff
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    You saw it here first

    In the late 60's early 70's we only fished the Little Colorado right there in Greer, we never went lake fishing until the summer my dad started building his summer home there in Alpine. Then, if there weren't any black, black clouds in the sky to the west we would head to Big Lake and fish from the bank on the back side. They have since built a boat dock there and ruined the cove. Anyway, I grew up in southern New Mexico and didn't do any hunting in AZ until the early 80's. We hunted down in the lower part of 27 down by Maple peak and the Smoothing iron. Then I got way off up at Ash Fork and got introduced to unit 10, that changed hunting for me. I became greedy, wanted a bigger buck every season and enjoyed the heck out of trying to find one great big buck to hang and finally got a fairly respectible mulie, nothing record breaking or such, but big in my book. Now I am back in the White Mountain area, I still put in for unit 10 first choice and then 27 second. I love unit 27..... Thanks for the pics, brings back such memories, the old zebco 303......and look...oars for the boat, nice......
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