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I'm glad you asked that question. Unfortunately I can't answer it because I have been wondering the same thing. It makes Sence that the extra reticles would be faster as a known reference, but which cross hair do you use with your turrets?

My church is unit 31. If I lived any closer I would attend unit 1

I had a pretty good idea where some pigs were hanging out so the "lucky one" came by with his 2 grandsons one evening to give them a try. We found them and after a little manuevering Rusty was able to get off a shot. We heard the arrow hit some brush before it struck the pig, but it sounded good and the pig went out like his tail was on fire. This is the branch that he hit. A small mesquite limb about 1/2 inch in diameter. Rusty was shooting 100 grain Vortex broadheads and we were sure the deflection would have opened at least 1 blade so we were a little concerned about penetration. Rusty had his son in law meet us back at the house with an extra flashlight and we returned to try and find some blood. This is where the quite heavy blood trail led us. Of course he had died in the center of the culvert, which was an 18 inch pipe about 1/3 full of dirt. We joked with the kids telling them we were going to tie a rope to their feet and to let us know when they had a hold of him so we could drag them out. I went over to the barn and this is what we came up with. The hog extractor worked, and so did that Vortex broadhead. The blade had in fact been open on impact and full penetration was achieved. This shows the penetration and exit. Rusty had taken a great pig with a pumpkin sized head with his grand sons by his side. Ages 7 and 4. The whole gang with the "HOGGENATOR" Rusty and i went out the next weekend and found a big herd with 12 - 15 pigs. We put a stalk on them and they started lining out so we gave calling a shot. It was getting dark so it was now or never. Well they came boiling in from about 200 yards out and I shot the first one on us. Unfortunately I don't have a 3 yard pin and the pig got between us and I made a bad shot when it was safe to shoot. I told Rusty "bad hit" as the pig tried to whirl Rusty said "I don't think so" This is what he saw at impact. I was shooting 125 grain Swhackers and it blew through him after severing the spine. ( lots of energy at 9 feet ). The exit was quite impressive. Mature pig. I like to throw a half hitch over the top of the snout and behind the teeth and then tie it off to a short stick for the drag out. Keeps em off you, and works really good.

Took a couple of the older bucks off, added a couple from last year. Some of these were once displayed in the house and now they sit in the shed gathering dust. Once sealed though I can spray them off with a hose and they look brand new again.

Funny how it happens, the hunts I had been on earlier this year involved glassing up bucks at long distances, working into shooting range, waiting for a bedded buck to stand up, or frantically trying to re-locate a buck after the distance had been cut. This buck wasn't anything like that. My son Dane, had a couple days off from school and work and we were anxious to get out and try and kill a buck in the one day we had available. We left the truck at first light and I was a little intimidated by how thick the scrub oak and mountain mahogany was on the nearby ridges. Great deer country but a little difficult to glass. When in doubt climb high and glass, so we headed straight up to the lowest saddle on the ridgline about an hour and a half hard walk away. We stopped and set up to glass a couple of times, and picked up a few deer moving off of the cat claw covered south slopes onto the thicker shadier north sides. One was a small buck that covered a lot of country with his nose to the ground out on the prowl. Eventually we topped out through the saddle and found a place to set up and glass. The view was awesome, the country looked fantastic, but after several hours we only located 2 does. The hill we were glassing from was steep and the oak brush several feet tall and we were unable to see directly below us until we stood up to leave. I spotted a doe feeding about 120 yards away and told Dane "lets watch her for a couple of minutes to be sure she's alone" Dane took a couple of steps to the side and immediately hit the ground. He mouthed "buck" to me and shouldered his rifle but the brush was too high so he had to stand back up. I took a couple of steps to the side just as Dane shot and it looked to me that he had shot high. The second shot confirmed he was shooting high. The doe started moving off and the third shot was high again. Understandably the buck started getting pretty nervous and I told Dane to hold low. This one made him jump straight up. Dane started to panic as he put two more shells in the magazine and chambered one. The buck was on the way out but his fifth shot connected and down he went. We tend to plan for the long shot ( for most people ) 300 - 400 yards and his 300 short mag was sighted in for dead on at 300. The steep downhill angle, along with some buck fever and shooting off hand all were factors that came into play. Dane's 300 short mag is a Remington model 700 that wears a triple A fancy piece of walnut stocked by his grandpa. Case over all length is really important in this rifle. I load 68 grains of Reloader 19, CCi 250 primers, 165 grain Nosler Ballistic Tips at 2.83 inches C.O.L.. Groups average less than .750 at 100 yards. The same load at 2.72 C.O.L. group size increases by almost .075. Nice healthy 4x3 at 93 inches.

I worked for phelps dodge in Morenci for 21 years. Like all jobs and employers, there was a few downfalls. The opportunity to advance was outstanding and they put a ton of money into outside training for the individuals who aspired. The hourly pay was below average for journeymen in the crafts, but from what I hear freeport has brought the pay up to competitive levels. Economically, I was paid every two weeks, bonuses, matching 401k benefits, the birth of my two children cost me a whopping ten dollars each, retirement package, and they paid me to learn a very marketable skill. I quit 8 years ago to do something different for awhile, but overall the mines were as good as could be hoped as an employer for a non college graduate.

I have used a Harris for at least 15 years. I use it constantly while hunting to keep my rifle out of the dirt. Pop out the legs and set it down, never have to look for a tree or bush to lean it against.

Federal wildlife officials killed a female Mexican Gray Wolf, last Wednesday night after she hung around a ranch house in western New Mexico, even spending time on the front porch. Members of the Interagency Field Team tried to dart the wolf, tranquilize her and move her to another area, said Tom Buckley, a U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service spokesman. But those efforts failed and officials shot the wolf, which had mated with a dog and had puppies earlier this year. The events leading to the latest shooting began Tuesday afternoon, December 13th, when Crystal Diamond and her two young daughters, ages 2 and 3, returned home to the Beaverhead Ranch. In a written statement, Diamond said she was unloading her pickup truck after several days away from her kids, and the dogs were playing in the yard. Then a neighbor came speeding up the driveway, shouting out the window, she wrote. “He yelled for me to take the girls inside while pointing to the dogs who were roughhousing with a collared wolf no farther than 35-feet from my 2-year-old daughter. I grabbed my girls and ran inside, slamming the door behind us.” The neighbor fired a rifle to scare the wolf away, and Diamond locked her dogs and children inside, she wrote. But after the sun set, the wolf came back to the house. Through the night, Diamond could see the wolf outside and even pressed its nose against a window. Tracks showed the wolf had been walking around the porch and yard. Forest Service officials came to the ranch the next day and that evening shot and killed the wolf about 150-yards from her house.

We have a 6.5x55 that has been passed down for three generations. Brass was hard to come by 30 years ago for it and was only available by Norma. My dad once made me cross a deep canyon to go back and look for my empties after killing my first buck. "you left 35 cents on that hillside". It's a great caliber, Between my dad, son and myself it has taken well over 35 coues, several mule deer in Wyoming, and a couple of elk. We shoot 120 grain sierras and load with imr 4831.

Nice buck. I love the wood on that rifle.

This big tom came into a cottontail in distress at about the 10 minute mark. He got to the call before I could get him killed, but after he figured things out he came out running and I got a crack at him. He weighed exactly 18 pounds.

22-250, 55 grain Hornady softpoint pushed by 32 grains of 2520. Surprisingly pin holes in and out through the shoulders in the hide but the internal damage was extreme.

Doesn't piss me off. Maybe people who can't afford 14 dollar a bale hay will have a place to take them instead of turning them loose in Unit 1 among other places.

10x42 swarovskis on my neck and on the tripod whenever I set up to glass.

I looked over at my brother Brian and saw that he was shivering like a dog passing peach pits. The storm had caught us on an open ridge top and we decided to bail off the top and hunker down under a Juniper. The wind was howling and pelting us with with sleet and the temperature had dropped dramatically. I looked around at the water dripping off the trees and the sleet bouncing off my Badlands and realized I was quite comfortable. Windshear, a pullover offered by Cabelas, and under Armour Cold Gear. I like gear that works and this stuff is the real deal. Brian asked if I thought we would be able to find the two bucks we were watching in the morning. I thought for a second and told him that if he wanted one, the best time to kill him was right now. The sun was setting in the late afternoon and we were a couple of miles in, the bucks were further, in the wrong direction. The decision was made and we bailed out of the saddle we had been glassing from, slid into a cut for some cover and 40 minutes later picked up the two bucks again at 310 yards. They were twins, probably brothers, one a little taller, one a little wider. While we discussed which one to shoot the bucks made it into the bottom and we could no longer see them. Off we went, fortunately the wind helped to cover the noise as we raced against shooting light. At 250 yards we had them in the open, but again they slipped into the bottom out of sight. One last juniper for cover and when we cleared it we knew we would be close. Brian prepared himself for the possibility of a running shot if they blew out, but when I peaked around that last tree they were still in the bottom at 130 yards. Six of one, half dozen of the other, he decided on the wider one and he dropped at the shot. Nice healthy buck with lots of fat. Taped at 87 even.

At first light my good friend Brian and I were about 45 minutes from the Ranger and getting close to where I wanted to be. We eased up through a low saddle, split up by about 60 yards, broke out the tripods and started to glass. I had been in this exact spot a few times before in years past, missed a good buck, and was present while another good friend and my wife took some nice deer. It's a place that deer get pushed into by other hunters and not many expend the extra effort to get there. The tenth buck that we had glassed up was a hard one to pass. He was probably 17 - 18 inches wide, 3 point but fairly thin antlered with a young face. I feel he would have went into the low 90's. It was "pets on parade". A front was pushing through and we saw a bunch of deer. Four hunters appeared in a saddle about 3/4 mile away and began milling around. We had watched three, three point bucks move through the same saddle earlier and had heard a shot. These guys acted like they were looking for a downed deer so we would swing our glasses over once in a while to check them out. I had moved over to Brian and we talked about the wide three point who was now moving directly towards the other hunters. Eventually he was almost on top of them and I lamented passing him only so he could commit suicide. The dust flew all around him as they slung lead at him from about 100 to 200 yards. Brian and I did the "chest bump" and "fist pound" as he finally kicked it into gear and got out. I picked up two deer way off and through the Swaro 15's we could barely see rack on one of them. We decided to make a move on them and an hour and a half later we were at 430 yards. The deer had bedded again and we were unable to pick them up. We picked up a few more deer here and there and about two hours later one of the bucks stood up. The wind had really began to howl and we studied him as he moved a few feet and nibbled at this and that. I knew it would be pretty hard to top this buck so I decided to take him. Again, the cross wind was really bad and I struggled to figure out how far to hold off him. He bedded again facing me head on so I decided to try and move a little closer. 364 yards that was it. This was as close as I could get and still see him. I lowered one leg of my bipod all the way out to compensate for the steep hill, clawed out a few rocks, bear hugged my daypack with my buttstock rested on it, and was rock solid. I held even with his eyes and figured 18 inches off him into the wind and touched one off. 140 grains of Nosler ballistic tip out of my Ruger #1 7MM Remington Mag. SINGLESHOT (just had to throw that in) ruined his day. It was now 4:00 in the afternoon, we had spotted this buck at 10:30 that morning, we got back to the Ranger about 7:00, tired. He tapes out at 109+ great buck.

I have a 2009 Polaris Ranger and wanted to pass on a hint that could keep you from walking. The Ranger has a throttle interlock that causes the engine to cut out if the hand brake is not released. Recently in N.M. and a long ways from no where the interlock switch failed in that even with the brake released the engine would cut out. A two prong plug can be accessed from under the hood directly below the hand brake and when disconnected bypasses the interlock. I thought I would have to cut off the connector and twist the wires together to bypass what I figured were N/O contacts but just unplugging it worked. Hope this helps somebody sometime.

This is a picture of a new Carbon express F 15 broadhead, and one that disintegrated on impact with the shoulder of a mature bull elk. They look like a really tough broadhead and fly extremely well but after impact this is what we found. Facts: 50 yard shot on a bedded quartering away bull. Hoyt Alphaburner 30 inch draw 71 pounds, Carbon Express 55 - 75 arrow. After impact the arrow cartwheeled out and landed about 10 yards past where the bull had been laying. The bow had been paper tuned and the arrow flight was really good.

That's pretty funny, if any body sees one carrying a rooster the size of a turkey, that was mine.

Perhaps If I was "genius" I would have thought about all the "what ifs" first. Sorry, I didn't please forgive my virgin post. You wanted comments or you wouldn't have posted. Correct? Regardless first post or second I don't have to agree "They look like a really tough broadhead" or that a good shot was taken. Seriously, look at that close up picture of that broadhead. Looks pretty anorexic to me. Somehow that is supposed to make it through the skeletal system of a mature bull elk? Maybe too much Kung Fu for you? I don't know? Maybe you need to start watching Chuck Norris instead... Just a little humor CaptainOvarian. Welcome to the site! I didn't post this picture to argue the merits of how tough or not tough the F15 is. If you held one in your hands they look pretty strong. Everybody shoots their broadheads into plywood, brick, oil drums, etc. I felt it was a good before and after picture upon impacting an elk shoulder. I have a four blade Muzzy 100 grain head that went through the top of a very large bulls shoulder and looking through the vertebrae you can see all 4 blades still intact. The top of the shoulder blade is a lot thinner but pretty impressive penetration through the skeletal system none the less. I shot a spike bull at ten yards with the same head at 85 pounds center of the shoulder and it went in about 4 inches. No head is perfect, especially in the shoulders, just thought it was a cool picture.

Yeah, I'm sure he survived, but you must admit, that broadhead really came apart.

At least put a time limit on it. I know a lady who works at the health dept. as a nutritionist in charge of the W.I.C. program. Unbelievable the people who complain about only getting FREE cheese, milk, cereal, fruit, vegetables. They want freaking pop tarts and stuff. Of course all they have to do is go to the next counter to get their food stamp card to eat better than I do. I'm sorry but if you have not served in the military I dont owe you JACK SH..... The first thing the politicians do is cut back on funding for the schools and education, the future of our country. WELFARE MAGGOTS are going to be the ruin of this nation.

Mechanicals will do the job if you can do yours.

Resize wouldn't work for me.