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Like others have said, just about any of the top end sights are among the best. I can't say there is any one sight better than others. It comes down to your personal preference. I personally have a Montana Black Gold and love it. I looked at the Spott Hoggs and they are great, but it came down to $$ when I made my purchase. I've seen $50 Tru-Glo sights that work just as well as my Black Gold. Good luck!

Nice deer and congrats on the draws? If you don't mind my asking, where do you hunt in Iowa (grew up there)?

Congrats on a nice bird! Looks like a Rio from the Rio Grande Valley area. Miss those big cottonwoods!

Camp was great again this year! Like last year, I met a kid who will have a long-lasting impact for the better on my life. For as hard as the hunting was, nobody ever got discouraged. I ended up taking 9 kids total over the weekend and most of them got to see or hear bird and they got hooked! And great to catch up and chat with you, again, Ty!

x2 on the Hoyt Ruckus. Got my 8 year old daughter one last summer. She turns 9 in 3 days and is pulling back 27.5 lbs and drilling it at 20 yards. GREAT bow for kids to grow with.

I've always used a wooden toothpick, but like the paper clip idea, too.

How long is your deployment? Have you thought about fostering him with a friend or another good home until you get back? Wanted to throw another option out there. He's beautiful!

I'm interested in the brass. Will you consider separating? In Flag and can meet you.

Are you willing to separate? I'm in Flag and interested in the Hornady boxes for my daughter's new rifle.

PM sent, also.

South central. I could get more specific, but then I'd have to kill you. South central Kansas is a long day's drive from my house. Just saying....

I'll take the .300 WM and .308 brass. I'm in Flagstaff. PM coming shortly.

That was just his breakfast! You should see what he packs for the rest of the day. Nice one, Muddy!

I used to do owl surveys in the Huachucas and I found some of my best Coues sheds there! Nice job, Julie! As far as the legalities of what you can pick up, I don't know Amanda personally (we have several mutual friends, though), but I know she knows what the rules are and she's right. I've seen skeletons down there that still had leathery hide, but were obviously years old. Great find! Of course, now you've got me missing the Huachucas!

You now have to buy your $65 big game license. Grand total this year is $175. Once again, Matt, nice job on the KS birds. I may make a trip up there and meet you one of these times. When you want to go after real Merriams give me a shout!

Are you still looking? A co-worker of my wife was selling an older Remington Speedmaster a week ago. I bought the Marlin 60 from her and passed on the Speedmaster. It is an older model in good shape. I think she was asking around $300 for it, based on blue book (she did her research). If I would have had the extra cash, I would have grabbed it. Love those Speedmasters. PM me if you are interested and I'll see if she still has it.

I have a bottle of H4831 that is about 1/4-1/3 full. It came in a box of reloading stuff that I picked up at a yardsale 3-4 years ago. I have no loads that I use it for and its been sitting on my shelf untouched ever since I got it. It appears to be in good shape (checked it today to verify amount) and I think today is only the 2nd time I've opened it since I've had it (first time was when I got it to see how much). I'm in Flagstaff so shipping it is out, unless you can ship powder UPS or FedEx like you can ammo. Make me a fair offer and if it can be shipped, its yours.

I'm looking for a Springfield or Rock Island Arsenal manufactured Springfield 1903, manufactured between 1915-1920 if anyone has one in good condition (clean bore, good wood, shootable) they are looking to unload. Prefer SN above 1,000,000. Will consider a 1903A1 from Remington manufactured in early 1940s, with SN less than 3,300,000, but prefer an earlier model. Thanks!

That is AWESOME! Congrats, Tess and dad!

Would you be interested in a NWTF 35th Anniversary Commemorative (custom engraved, gold inlay) Weatherby Vanguard.300 WBY Mag (no scope), never fired outside of factory with original box and test-fire target?

Both firearms sold. Thanks!

SOLD!

Its been a long time since I’ve posted anything on here due to being busy with work and family obligations, but I’m finally getting around to posting my 2013 archery javelin hunt. After being as restless as can be since I didn’t fill my elk tag last September, I’m proud to say that I have redeemed myself and started off 2013 on a high note. A good friend of mine and I had archery javelina tags for 18B. Because of family commitments (family trip and my daughter’s soccer schedule), I only had 2-5 January to hunt this year. That ended up being perfect timing because it was during our kids’ winter break and my daughter could go with me. My buddy (Bill) and I had this tag last year, but, again, because of family commitments, I had one weekend free (MLK weekend) and was going to pull my daughter out of school on that Friday to make a nice, long weekend of chasing javelina and desert mule deer (my buddy’s sons have taken some BEAUTIFUL desert muleys from this unit and 2 years ago, I put a stalk on one but it didn’t end well). Well, last year, my wife managed to get extremely sick the only weekend I had available so I ended up staying home to take care of her and our son. Bill went out with his son and glassed up a herd one evening and found them again the next morning, taking a nice, big javelina! I was happy for him and extremely jealous at the same time! The desert muleys are my big draw to the area, so I end up getting my archery deer tag to keep in my pack just in case a nice buck shows up while we are looking for javelina. So Bill and I made our plans to meet up over there Wednesday morning, 2 January, and start hunting with the time we had. Just like me, he is busy chasing two kids everywhere. Bill had to be back in town to get his son to basketball practice Thursday afternoon. Although his son admitted that he would rather be out hunting (I admire his compassion), we assured him we’ve all been there and he’d have plenty of time to hunt in life. He’s all ready an accomplished hunter and Bill is one of the best at glassing for wildlife I’ve ever seen! If memory serves me correctly, Bill grew up in Kingman, so he knows these hunting units better than just about anybody else and he knows where to go to get away from the road hunters! After getting camp set up and relaxing a bit, Bill’s son asked when we were going to head out hunting. We got geared up and drove to the area where Bill and his son got his javelina last year (and saw a nice buck). As we were walking up to the ridge top, I happened to turn around just in time to see a big javelina across the wash from us, a couple hundred yards up. We kept an eye on that area and started glassing both sides of the ridge top as soon as we got situated. Being out there always makes me forget how much I actually love the desert. As we were glassing, I was thinking about how proud of my daughter (Sydney) I was for doing her first real hike up a desert mountain, avoiding most of the spiney stuff (I carried her pack for her, though to make it easier for her) and her attempts at glassing. Of course, who can say no to a good bag of beef jerkey? Bill was keeping an eye on the area where I first saw the javelina and where he saw it last and we started talking about a game plan. Going after this javelina kind of excited me because he was probably less than 200 yards from where I parked and I could stop by my truck on the way to get my javelina call, which I really wanted to try out (forgot it when we took off). I looked over and there was Sydney sitting next to Bill, learning the finer art of glassing. She’s also all ready working on him to help take her out when she’s 10. Bill loves getting kids out as much as I do and we’ll be making plans for a youth hunt in this unit in about a year! We had been there less than an hour when Bill got up to look at the opposite ridge and, within 5 minutes, says “I see pigs!” Turns out he glassed up a herd of about 14 javelina in about the same area as the ones he saw last year. They were feeding their way across and down the opposite slope from us. We grabbed our gear and headed for the next little knoll, cutting some distance. On the way, Sydney fell once and landed with one of her legs in a prickly pear, but she got right back up and got moving, with the idea that she’d get the cactus spine out while I was stalking. I’m so proud of how tough that girl is! We reacquired the herd moving and formulated a plan. I quickly grabbed my radio with the earpiece so Bill could keep me posted on where the javelina were and guide me closer and took off down the near slope. As I got directly across from and slightly below the javelina herd, something spooked them and they started heading back the way they came. They couldn’t have seen me because I was in the shadows of the opposite slope. Despite their excellent sense of smell, the wind wasn’t carrying my scent across the canyon and up to them. It’s possible they heard me, but who knows. I regrouped at the bottom of the wash and discussed my options with Bill. I didn’t really want to get into a game of chasing them over adjacent ridge tops, but I didn’t want to walk away, either. The plan was to angle up the slope, keeping down wind and work my way back up the spine of the ridge to where they crested. When I was ready, I put on my newly acquired Safari Sneakers to keep from doing another stalk in socks like I did 2 years ago (took me a week to get all of the cactus spines out of my feet and socks) and made my way to where I thought they crossed. Bill confirmed my location and I crested over the ridge top, following fresh javelina tracks and remembering their smell. Within 5 minutes, I looked up and saw a nice one quartering away just over 70 yards. I worked on closing the distance and then started seeing more of them bedded under oak shrub, cat claw, and yuccas. Something happened and several of them spooked, but there was one slightly quartering to me at 64 yards. I closed some distance and was contemplating a longer shot if it turned full broadside, but then all heck broke loose and I was in the middle of a scattered, frightened herd. I remember praying that none of them would go on the defensive and cussing myself for not having my call with me when I looked up and there was a HUGE boar running away from me. I drew my bow and tried to stop him at 30 yards, but he kept on running. After I let down, I picked up another javelina moving to my right. I drew my bow, waiting for him to hit an opening 10 yards in front of me, but he kept moving and came to a stop in a small clearing 5-6 yards in front of me. I remember thinking “Man, he’s small, but he’s a filled tag and he’s RIGHT THERE!” Before I knew it, I pulled the trigger on my release, hit him square and he took about 4 steps, turned the opposite direction he was facing at the shot and dropped right there, 5 yards in front of me. I got on the radio to let everyone know what was going on and tagged him. That was the first time I’d tagged an animal in Arizona since May 2008, the second fastest hunt I've had in AZ, and it was a great feeling! We decided I’d gut him when I got back to the group since he was on the smaller side as far as javelina go. As I was walking back up to crest the ridge, Sydney got on the radio to congratulate me and talk with me a bit. That right there was the highlight of it all! I didn’t care how big or how small the javelina was, I had her there to watch most of it and create those memories! As it turns out, after going up the ridge, down the near slope, across the wash and up the far ridge (all through cat claw, cacti, and other wait-a-minute-bushes) to get back to Bill, his son, and Sydney, I was very glad to have gotten a smaller javelina. The exit wound from my Grim Reapers left a huge channel and his guts were hanging out so throwing him over my shoulder was out of the question. I’d have probably died trying to carry one of the larger ones back. Next time, I know to field dress it on the spot and throw it in the meat compartment of my Black’s Creek pack! I forgot how much javelina stink and then throw in a gut-shot one and Sydney got a chuckle out of me dry-heaving, trying not to puke at the smell! After field dressing and pictures, I threw it in a garbage bag and then stuffed it into my meat compartment, hiking was so much easier. I couldn’t actually tell I had 20 extra pounds in my pack! When we got back to the truck, I went to rearrange my gear and noticed that my spotting scope was not in my pack. Sydney spoke up and said she carried it all the way back for me, which explains why she was moving a little slower down the slope to the truck. When I told her she should have told me so I could have carried it and taken the weight off her back, she was very clear that she felt like she should help me out since I had the javelina and my bow with me. Don’t know what I’d do without my daughter. I can’t wait until its her turn! All said and done, we were back at the truck before 1730 (left the truck around 1500) and had some chili warming up on the stove and a nice campfire! Life doesn’t get much better than that. This will go down as one of my favorite hunts ever because I had my daughter there with me for it. I wish she could have been on the stalk with me or seen the final part, but she said she had a blast and really liked watching the first part of my stalk through binocs and my spotting scope. Because Bill and his son had to be back, we decided to head on back to town rather than stick around and try to fill my deer tag. Sleeping in felt good, I won’t lie.

I will call you this week. We'll be down in Mesa this weekend for a soccer tournament. Maybe we can meet up near the field? My daughter's games are at the Quail Run Soccer Complex at Greenfield and 202. Cash or cashier's check.

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