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I live a few blocks away in Queen Creek also. If someone wants to split an order let me know. I'd only need 25 bucks' worth, for my little smoker.

I would talk to Lance from Arizona Hunters Who Care about the trash on the border...

Hahah - cute, cmc Thanks again all

Here's a 3-legged deer http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...ee-legged-deer/

Send him down my way, DB

Thanks all :-)

Don't have any pics but attached are some blog pages that have pics of my bow. I'll try and get some pics posted. Bow is a 2006 Ben Pearson Pride but new and never been afield other than the target range. Professionally set-up and tuned. 27" draw length. 65 lbs. New single pin sight with hollow pino (eliminates peep), new Trophy Taker rest, new Alpine stabilizer, new Alpine quiver, Alpine Super slide installed too. $350 http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...ects-lifts-off/ http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...-pearson-pride/ http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...ing-completion/ http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...g-a-stabilizer/ http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2008/10/03/851/ http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...ne-accessories/ http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...-pearson-pride/

http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...-border-debate/

If no one minds, I'm going to repost these photos over on my site. If anyone would like to send me more, or personal anecdotes about the trash, I can be reached at muskrat89 AT gmail.com It's funny you don't hear the Sierra Club or CBD wailing about this...

If you get the Mesa Republic, I had an editorial in it today, next to the last page. It was a shortened version of this editorial: http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...no-racist-here/

Will post on my site and buy a ticket as well. Marshall

Just tossing this out there.... not desperate..dipping my toe in the water, I guess I have a 2006 Ben Pearson Pride that is loaded. Like new condition. Excpet for a trip to Houston to be professionally set up, it has never been farther than the the field across the street to shart targets. Alpine Quiver and Stabilizer, Trophy Taker Pronghorn dropaway rest, Vital single pin sight, with hollow pino. Set at 65 lbs, 27" draw length. Can post photos if some interest. Would be interesting in trading for a semi-auto. Preference .45/.40/9mm in that order. Prefer a "better" brand, not a knock-off. Would also consider a trade for a .270 WSM rifle http://www.northamericanwhitetail.com/gear...905/index3.html http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...ing-completion/

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Happy Birthday Desert Bull!

I just saw this also. I'm sorry for your loss Amanda. What a great dog

I guess I see both sides. If there were individuals that we all knew were poachers, posting pics on the net - we'd all be screaming "Geez - how easy can they make it? game and Fish - Get over there and get those guys!!" Also, cops aren't just supposed to investigate the hard way - they should take the gimmes too. On the other hand, swinging by your house while in the area and saying "hey, we noticed you had some photos posted and the date wasn't jiving - we just wanted to check and make sure of what the story was" is different than spending "serious" time and effort "investigating" a potential crime, via the internet. They wanna do some due diligence and ask a question? Fine. Want to show up, try to shake me down, come in and poke around without a warrant? Not fine. Not everything is an absolute, guys.

*shrug* And if you had been conducting your activities in a lawful manner, there wouldn't be a post.....

I'm sorry, but I agree with AC Guy. This has been heavily promoted for over a year and people still weren't complying. In November/December they started promoting the fact that no one was complying and they were going to start "aggressive enforcement". You're probably an honest guy but there are a lot of weekend warriors who would have said "Yeah, thanks - I'll get it when I get back" and then laughed about putting one over on the fish cop until next time they get stopped. I can see how it screwed up your day, but I don't think he was out of line, based on your portrayal.

Last year, jlg was kind enough to help my daughter on her first javelina hunt (along with dank, kphunter, and friend rk). We were only able to get out one day but had an awesome time. No pigs were seen until Mikaela and I were already on our way home. With commitments at home, it was too late to turn back. John was bound and determined to get Mikaela another chance so he suggested that Miky put in this year for a 20B/21 Junior Tag. He would be helping jvincent and his younger brother Ethan, so it might make for a good hunt. He had also enlisted the help of Mr.Smith who had in turn offered up his super-secret honeyhole. On Saturday morning, John's friend Miguel met us at my house around 4:30 AM and off we headed for the Sportsman's Warehouse on the west side of town. We met jlg, Mr.Smith, jvincent and his brother and were then northward-bound. The rains had made "the spot" inaccessible, so Plan B was implemented. I can only tell you that our new destination was along I-17, between Sunset Point and Flagstaff. The miles flew by and in no time we were parked, packed, and tromping up the hill (after a quick pop-in visit with TLH and drpice). It was a gray, blustery day. The wind was cold. Mud on the flats caked your boots and made walking a hassle. By day's end we had been rained on, sleeted on, and had sat glassing in snow flurries. It is the coldest day I have spent in a long, long time. Mountains in the distance were covered with an odd white substance... Everyone was cold, but they were all glassing hard Even Mikaela Man, it was cold! Brrrr Eventually, a herd of pigs was spotted - a lonnnnng ways off. John and Miguel stayed on the hill. The rest of us headed down into the basin. The pigs eluded us though. We went on a fairly robust trek. Saw some deer, including a monster buck that we bumped twice, and a smaller buck who had an arrow sticking out of his head. Mikaela only seemed to fuss when we stopped to rest or glass. She seemed to be happier when we were traipsing along, up and down hills, across the flats, through the washes. Eventually we made it to the road, and the guys met up with us to head back to the starting point. A quick lunch, and then we headed up the highway and across the road to spend the last couple of hours of the day glassing some new hills. It was not to be though, and we headed south, empty-handed. Sunday morning, I think everyone was dragging a bit. Miky and I were running late by about 10 minutes, and so was Josh. He blamed the Whataburger drive-through, but did admit to hitting the "snooze" button, more than once. Miguel had to work, Jack and his brother had other plans, opting to hunt Monday and Tuesday. Mikaela and I piled in with Josh and John, and away we went. It was fairly cool again, but we were looking forward to sun. We were on the same canyon rim as the day before, but a bit east. Within a couple of hours jlg had found the "Arrowhead Buck". Josh was determined to finish this guy off if we found him again, but he wandered off and we lost him. (The deer, not Mr. Smith) Within 45 minutes, the Pig Whisperer had found pigs. This time they were closer than the ones we found the day before. We formulated a plan, and down we headed into the canyon again. There was a lone saguaro out on the point of a finger that would put us within a hundred yards or so of the pigs. That was our goal. We made our way down and soon arrived at our destination. John could still see the pigs but they were moving. We were having a hard time finding them. After setting and re-setting several times (jlg had loaned us his tripod and Claw), we finally had a couple of pigs feeding that would offer a shot. Mikaela settled in and waited for one to turn broadside. Finally it turned but even with the Claw, she couldn't get the rifle steady enough to take the shot. The two pigs wandered back and forth, in and out of view for the next 10 minutes. It was getting a bit frustrating, but Miky refused to take a shot she wasn't sure of. (Good for her!) Finally, Josh tightened the Claw up to the point where there was very little movement. Miky settled in and after a couple of minutes, squeezed off the shot. The pig staggered and sunk. She got up slowly and turned. Mik hit her again. One more for insurance, and we made our way down. The big sow lay in the jojoba bush she was feeding in when Mik shot her. Mik had broken the MacFarlane Curse. Mik showing off the tusks Mikaela and dad

Thanks DB. You were instrumental on my very first pig hunt! Thanks to all for your comments Folks, Mik wanted to write her own story. You can read it here: http://arizonahuntingtoday.com/desertrat/2...the-sunset-sow/

Epilogue I sincerely want to thank jlg and Mr.Smith for their help and enthusiasm. Josh went out of his way to teach Mik about different things while we were on our walkabouts, and gave her some pep talks when she was tired and grumpy, coming up out of the canyon. I'm honored to consider these guys friends. Mikaela was visibly upset about something on the way home, and we were having a hard time getting it out of her. I assumed she was just tired. She had been grumpy at reveille this morning and she really is a bit of a lazy-butt. I figured that she was just being a grouch. When she's tired or not wanting to do something, she's a bear. After the guys dropped us off at the truck, I kept probing to see what was up. "I just want to talk to Mom" she kept saying. Eventually, she blurted out that she enjoyed hunting with us, but that she had honestly never thought we'd actually get anything. She was upset that she had killed the javelina. We talked a lot about hunting and killing. I told her that true hunters respect the animal, and one doesn't truly celebrate killing the animal as much as the hunt itself. We honor the animal by respecting it enough to only take ethical shots, and by using the meat. Taxidermy mounts aren't so much to brag, but to pay homage to the creature. We talked about how animals think (or don't think) and how they process pain. I told her I wouldn't push hunting on her, and that if/when she wanted to hunt again, she could ask me. She thinks she could maybe shoot a quail, and coyotes "for sure". I'm wondering if she feels a little more guilty because it was a sow. She said "Well maybe I'll feel better when I get some rest". After a nap, she's doing better. Not sure if she's at peace yet, but she's excited about her skull and having some chorizo made. She mentioned a few times that she'd like to go hunting again, but maybe only if someone else does the killing. In a lot of ways, I'm glad this had an impact on her. It will be interesting to see how she ends up with it all.

Thanks Mr. Q - a man after my own heart.

Maybe if he bought the sticker through Amanda, she has better contact info?

Amazing - thanks for showing us!

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