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dang azhuntsman, what rotten luck. i've seen the same thing happen with remingtons. get a little dirt in the wrong place. not too familiar with savages, but what experience i do have with em tells me to look another direction. they have a lotta bolt head problems too. the old savage 99's were a real work of art. don't care for the new ones at all. real poor quality. anyway, i feel for ya. pretty helpless feeling to have bucks in range and a gun that won't work. i have 2 words for ya, "PRE-64 MODEL SEVENTY WINCHESTER .270". best action ever made. pick one up at your local gunshow. Lark.

quit worrying about it. if you punch a broadhead through a bad guy, the rest of em are gonna get the message and boogie. heck, blunt the sobs. i've done that before and i guarantee ya, they don't get up for awhile. if you're bow hunting, you have a really deadly weapon in your hands. it doesn't make a lotta noise and follow up shots are a little slow, but i guarantee you that if you harpoon somebody, his buddies will get the message. go huntin' and don't let a buncha illegal whatevers worry ya or make ya change your plans. if you're real worried about it, pack a pistol. just be ready to pay fine. you ain't gonna go to prison or even get anything other than a citation for doing it. that's is if you get caught. do what you have to do, but don't let anything or anyone keep you from hunting. Lark.

read his obituary in the paper today. just a little short deal in the republic. talked to a friend who called around and said he died in a car wreck. probably the best bowhunter i ever knew. lived in the white mt's for many years. pretty good dude. i know i always liked him. one o' the highpoints o' my bowhunting career was beating him in a impromtu bow tourney we had one night at an indoor range in eagar. i had my new jennings arrowstar smokin' that night. i got home and woke up my wife to tell her i beat Norm. Norm went out and bought one right after that. he shot a lotta big elk. lotta big everything. invented some pretty neat elk calls. i think the "hyperhot" was one of em. really hate to hear about this. does anyone have any more info on what happened? if you do let us know. ol Norm will be missed by all but the animals he pursued. dang he was a nice guy. always had a smile. Lark.

what a rotten dang deal. good guy like Norm finally gets a tag for them stinkin' sheep and then dies. i mean that is a rotten deal. this year was 32 for me missin' on sheep. i might not even put in next year. man, this makes me feel even worse. i bet he was as excited as a kid at xmas. thanks for posting what happened. i'd heard he was going to hunt with his grandson, but had no idea where. well, here's to you Norm. blessings and good things on your posterity. Lark.

that's a big ol' bear. Lark.

amanda, i used to feel the same way. but i ain't ever gonna waste any time feeling sorry for em again. and i ain't never gonna waste any time calling the cops again. for anything. the deppity i talked to said that around 80% of what they do is deal with situations involving illegal aliens. theft, wrecks, trespassing, fraud, drugs, murder, etc. in other words, all they do is chase their tails. for them to turn it around to where i'm the bad guy is the wrong thing to do. i'm done ever feeling sorry for any illegal aliens again. i don't care what the situation is. i won't even swirve to miss one in the road. when they cross the border, they are a felon. but they have more rights here than me or you. i just got told that this morning. if me or you woulda done what they did, they'da called out the national guard to put down the uprising. but instead, and i'll quote, "their hands are tied". if they wanna go around with tied hands, fine. not me. i'm done ever thinking the cops are on my side again. they enforce what's convenient. anyway, enough rants. i will never give quarter again, tho. Lark.

looks like we got another preverted wierdo on the sight. some dude named gentleman 507 or some deal. i didn't open his post, but it sure looks like another one. Lark.

well fellers, guess what? both the stinkin' border patrol and sherrif joe's bunch told me to go to heck. neither one is interested. in fact, the mcso said they might hafta come and arrest me now, because i told em i wasn't ridin' anymore without packin' a gun. the mcso already knew about the camp and said it was a felony for em to do anything about it. ain't it a felony to cross the border illegally? why is it a felony for cops to arrest felons? said because i couldn't provide positive ID, they couldn't do anything. heck, if a guy can pull a citizens arrest on the freeway, shouldn't a cop be able to arrest felons? man, i am confused. more than usuall, too. guess i shoulda let em drag me off the horse so's i could make a positive ID. dang, i'm pissed off right now. i told the deppity that it wasn't against the law for me to pack a gun, and he had to agree to that. one thing about Az., we have the best gun packin' laws in the country. like whitehunter says, be vigilant. maybe we need to be vigilante, too. this is really disheartening. i struggled with even callin' the authorities, because i figgerd i'd end up bein' the bad guy. guess i was right. why do we even have cops? guess i'll hafta stick to the roads now, so i don't hafta worry about gettin' assaulted by felons that it's againt the law for cops to arrest. Lark.

ya don't hafta go huntin' to have a run in with "illegal aliens". i've been exercising my horse to get him legged up before deer season. last night i rode right into a whole camp of em. right in the middle o' town. looked as if they were waitin' for a coyote to haul em into the city. they real aggressive and acted like they wanted to get me off the caballo. i usually always pack a pistol in my saddle bag. no matter where i'm at. i'm glad i didn't have it last night because today i'd be on the national news. i called the BP and they said they were gonna go roust em out. we'll see. i ain't ridin' my horse any more, less'n i take a gun. it was a real disgusting thing all around. they were camped out within 50 yards of a real nice subdivision. and there were several of em with no pants on doin' some pretty gross things when i rode into the mess. a couple of em got big sticks and acted like they wanted to get me off the horse real bad. he mighta been the coyote. a couple others were in the brush trying to flank me. anyway, if i'da had a gun it woulda been one ugly mess because they were dang sure trying to get me in a corner. what really got me to thinking hard was just last sunday my daughter rode right through the exact same place, by herself. i used to really feel sorry for the plight of the folks that come this away. not any more. last night was a little too spooky. if this happens again we'll see how they deal with my ol' 1100 remington quail gun. this is BS of the highest order. Lark.

he said the couch woulda been ok, if she wouldn'ta doused it with gas and lit it off while he was still on it. Lark.

dang, that's a nice buck. Lark.

hey casey, watch it, you're the one that flings crap when ya get pissed off. Lark.

hey, that ain't funny. &%$# alla ya'lls. besides, it looks like a coati mundi so that is bullwidgeon for sure. Lark.

badgers? we don' need no stinkin' badgers!!! sorry, i couldn't help myself. i called in a badger once with a vermin call. i've seen many over the years. even chased one down and killed it with a rock once. used to have heck with em on my ol' man's farm. got a tractor stuck in a cotton field in a badger hole once. interesting little critters for sure. not near as dangerous as folks would have ya believe. they can outdig a backhoe if they're scared. as far as brain tanning, it takes a lot of work after it's cured. you can't just tan it and leave it at that. takes hours of working to soften the hide. did you do it hair on or off? brain tan is mainly for hair off. when i was a kid i helped my dad make deer hide riatas. it was a lotta work de-hairing the hides, tanning and softening them and then cutting them into strips and braiding it. Lark.

ok, i'll bite. how much is it? Lark.

my first deer rifle was an old .30/30. still have it. and i hated it when i was a kid because it bucked like a government mule. i traded for a mohawk .243 when my oldest boy started hunting. cut the stock off to fit him and he shot it until he grew into a man's gun, a .270. the only real rifle made. all three of my boys started out with the same rifle. now that they outgrew it, i found an uncut stock for it and now use it myself. great little horseback rifle. i was 7 the first time i saw him shoot a buck. shot a coues buck with his bow and later killed a bobcat with the same arrow. while he still had the dead buck on his shoulders. i started going with my ol' man seriously when i was about 8. went with him a lot before that, but when i was about 8 i'd go for all day and pack the water and food. you can't start em too young. all my boys have been hunting small game since they could shoot and fishing since they could hold a pole. bought a little singleshot .410 and chipmunk .22 when my oldest son was old enough and all 3 used them until they outgrew em. a .243 is about perfect for a kid to start with. hot enough for any deer and you can get one light enough and short enough that a kid can use it and the recoil is quite mild. also, ammo is real cheap and readily available. you really can't go wrong, as long as you go. Lark.

not much need to crimp for bolt action ammo. something that has violent recoil may require it. the ammo in the magazine can get the bullets stuffed back into the case from the shells smashing around in the magazine during recoil. i used to have a little trouble with my .264 doing that. but it was always a shell that had been in the magazine for a lot of shots. some pistol ammo needs crimped. but an '06 in a bolt action should be fine without it. you very seldom even see a crimp die for rifle ammo. Lark.

how much crap are they gonna take before they lock this phsyco up? good heck, she has 3 or 4 felonies pending right now. maybe after she kills somebody they'll finally keep her in the pokie. Lark. http://www.eacourier.com/articles/2005/10/...news/news02.txt

ain't the half moon the club down the road from tiffany's? or am i thinkin' o the prarie moon in winslow? dang, it's rough gettin' old. worst thing is rememberin' bein' young. you keep up on them banjo lessons casey. maybe your new girl can play the jug to provide a little rythm. Lark.

kgaines, i was just funnin' with him over his dad grampa uncle deal awhile back. he needs to quit all this foolin' around a get serious about his banjo lessons. Lark.

it shouldn't be about the "trophy". it oughta be about havin' a good time in the sticks with friends and family. if all a guy wants to do is put his tag on big stuff, without hunting, then get after them high fences. when i was kid i spent a lotta time horseback tryin' to catch wild cattle in some horrible country. they're harder to hunt than some pen raised elk with a pedigree and a tag in it's ear. raise an elk in a confined area and it's just a cow with antlers. personally, i like to hunt. me, my ol' rifle, maybe one o' my boys or my ol' man or a good friend and some rotten rough country where a good buck might be hidin'. as long as i get to track one down, jump him up and shoot him, i don't much care what his antlers look like. i won't go as far as condemn folks for high fencin', but i can't condone it. they ain't wild animals. Lark.

i apply for the unit with the worst odds. then don't take no ammo. Lark.

so how are you guys related? hahahahaha. i am just too funny. Lark.

the diamond bar is mostly blm and state gringo land. part of the fishook wilderness is on it. the guy who owns it is my cousin. he told me he's found several places where the rez fence has been cut and there were tire tracks going from the rez into the wilderness. he assumed to retrieve elk. it's just another desert place where the elk have taken over. Lark.

only lead i unleashed on the diamond bar last year was 8 shot. Lark.