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  1. 22 points
    A trip I'll never forget!! The season came fast and we spent the last few months preparing for her first spring gobbler hunt. We were shooting weekly and doing everything we could to get her dialed in. I started loading shot shells a few years ago and this past year I dove into the world of loading Tungsten(TSS) Shot. My daughter grew fond of measuring exact grains of powder and ounces of shot. She's a chip off the old block when it comes to attention to detail. Her favorite part was sealing the roll crimped shells with glitter nail polish. We tweaked things till we were satisfied with 50 yard patterns that would stone a turkey. From the very beginning I Involved her in every aspect of the hunt. Thursday mid day we were loaded up and headed for camp. Someone was excited to miss some school. We got camp setup with an hour or so left of light. I put out a target at 40 yards to make sure her shotgun was still on. She hit it dead nuts. We spent the rest of the evening trying to roost a bird for opener We were unsuccessful. So I was pretty stressed about opening morning. Friday morning came with a 3:45am alarm. We were out of camp an hour later. Our first stop to listen and shock call produced a gobble about a mile off. We looped around. By gray light we were in the strut zone. It was a morning we had been dreaming about. Multiple flocks going off. Hens cutting and yelping like I've never heard. Tom's gobbling over each other. We setup in the middle of the action. I began cutting on the box. Mimicking the hens around us. I called in a tom but he hung up above us at 80 yards. Boy, Did he put on a strut show!! At the same time a hen came running into our setup. She was pissed. She stuck around for about 15 minutes. We were pinned. All we could do was watch the tom strut over the ridge to flocks going off past him. We backed out and tried to cut them off. Ran into another youth hunter already getting setup. We backed out and tried a few more setups not too far away to see if we could call in a satellite tom. No dice. The rest of the day was some well earned naps and burritos. No bird roosted that evening. Saturday morning my alarm did not go off. I woke up to gray light. We scrambled and got to the same general area as opening day. Immediately Multiple gobbles. We were behind them. We pushed up. We had a satellite tom at 100 yards. I began the spring song. Again my daughter spots him strutting. Working his way towards us. Money in the bag! We got caught in a bad spot. We were lit up. He circled left and as my daughter moved to reposition the shotgun her jacket rubbed the tree loud enough to make the bird get nervous and stop. He started to putt. I purred to calm him down. He came in another 30 yards. But was behind a some small jack pines. The flock started sounding off again and he followed. Decending down into a canyon I wasn't wanting to carry my kid out of. We backed out to get infront of them. We found were they came through the canyon bottom. Fresh scratch and scat. We setup and called. We called in snow and sleet. The rest of the day we spent being tourist and taking pictures at one of my favorite Lookout points in the unit. Screaming and yelling in the canyon to hear our voices echo a dozen times from all directions. She sure did love that. She's a quiet kid so it was amazing to see her let loose and belt out across the giant limestone walls. That evening we spent time in the same area we hunted previously. No birds sounding off back to the roost. My buddy from work was up with us and spent the day at camp while we were shouting at the sky. On the drive back to camp I got a text that 3 gobblers were going off across the road from camp. We ended the night with some coues Backstrap, zucchini and smores on some oak coals. Sunday morning, our last stand. The 3 camp gobblers started shaking the skies around 5am. They sounded a little further than we thought they were the night before. We drove around to get in a good position once they flew down. We were setup above 2 of the toms. I yelped softly to get a location on them. They were in our lap but just out of sight. No time to put the decoys out. We hunkered down at the base of some pines. Here they come. Again, my eagle eye kid spot their colored up heads and fans doing the spring shuffle. They are gobbling their heads off!! They are about 120 yard when she spots them. They come in another 30 and start looking. We both were thinking they were gonna hang up since they didn't have a visual on a hen. I started to cluck & purr and softly yelping like I was a hen moving off and Oh man.... they came right on in. Putting on one heck of a show strutting and gobbling. They stayed pretty tight and we needed to wait for a good shot. Once they broke apart I gave one last yelp to stop them and my daughter let him have it!! 48 yards with a .410 tungsten shell we handloaded. He didn't even flop! He dropped like bag of concrete. She was so stoked! I was so relieved! She was so darn proud of herself! We made it happen. We worked our tails off. We prepared and it paid off. I can only hope that she carries all the lessons learned with her forever. Man, I balled like a baby on the drive home just thinking about the whole experience. I'll NEVER forget it!!! (posting from my phone. Couldn't figure out how to get the images right side up)
  2. 20 points
    Im blessed to be able to roam gods country on my mule following my hounds. I run into these kills probably more than the average hunter. Here are a few from 2020-2021 for you Coues nuts.
  3. 18 points
    It’s a pic of a giant white cock...
  4. 15 points
    Flew back to Kansas for a few days to do some work on the farm, set some stands, minerals, cameras, and the highlight of our spring............. Turkey hunting! Incredible as usual and Max bagged his biggest bird to date with an 11" beard. Sorry about the photo fails....ggrr.
  5. 12 points
    I could give 2 shitts. If a guy feels good about shooting a high fenced giant, who the heck am I to tell him he can not. Shoot away. Not much different than hiring 3 guide services for the auction or raffle tags.
  6. 12 points
    You Stoned?
  7. 11 points
    I could say we were very fortunate to tag out both tags in camp on some solid birds. They seemed to be very finicky this year and we actually didn’t start hearing any calls until 9am or the last 10 minutes of light.
  8. 11 points
    Arizona Governor Signs Bill to Defy Any New Federal Gun Control Laws
  9. 10 points
    My uncle and I drew tags on the Navajo Nation. I made a video and posted it on youtube. Don't judge because its my first video ever!
  10. 8 points
    Bob, you need to have teeth left for them to age you.
  11. 8 points
    Its comments like this that are why we can't have honest conversation. Thank you for contributing to society.
  12. 8 points
    Saturday night in the salt. 2 white lights and 1 green. 28 foot. Slip bobber 14 to 18 foot down. We went through about 15 dozen minnows.
  13. 8 points
    Friday night in the salt.
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  15. 8 points
    Picture says it all.
  16. 7 points
    So back in the good ol days before trail cameras, spot lighting all night long was how a bunch of big critters got killed. Some legal and some not legal. But to me the argument that pressure will decrease if we ban cameras is invalid. I personally believe it and have seen just the opposite. But I digress, I love getting pictures and checking cameras during the summer but I'll be out as much as I can with or without cameras. I'm one of those on the side that it will hurt the "average" hunter more than anyone.
  17. 7 points
    You people and your "Bans" are brain dead. One thing leads to another good luck.
  18. 7 points
    If i had $8500 burning a hole in my pocket right now id beg you to take just $7500 and id take the extra $1000 buy some blow and coordinate some hookers to party with me.
  19. 7 points
    It's kinda like gay marriage. I wouldn't marry a dude... but I don't care if you do. Doesn't effect me or my life in any way
  20. 7 points
    This is lunacy. If anyone really needs this ammo I bought some at Walmart for $20 last week. I’d be happy to pass it forward if you’re in the Tucson area.
  21. 6 points
    Just wanted to take a minute to say thank you from the bottom of my heart to all of you who have pitched in and helped. Words can not begin to describe how grateful myself and my family are. It is truly awesome and inspiring to see the community come together to help one of their own. I am not on much but will continue to check in periodically. This raffle continues to grow with people donating different products for prizes and it is not limited to hunting or fishing. I am really amazed. Thank you all again.
  22. 6 points
    I'd get myself a bunch of grappling hooks and dredge the lakes. Rumor has it that many have recently fallen overboard
  23. 6 points
    Come on man... we're talking about high fenced hunts... not Cardi B. Joe Biden stealing an election has nothing to do with guys farming big bucks. Theres nothing "immoral" about guys raising deer for guys to go shoot. Would I consider it "hunting"? Not by my personal definition. I hunt desert muleys for gawds sake.. totally on opposite end of the spectrum from high fenced hunts. But.. I'm not going to put any energy into worrying about it one way or the other. The gay marriage thing was a joke. Read my comment right after that one
  24. 6 points
    A few months ago I bought a 2017 Ram 1500 Hemi 5.7 4x4 with 37,000 miles. Had a salvaged title with hail damage, damaged tailgate and bedside. Truck was $13,500, I spent $3,200 on body work, added nerf bars, Universal spray in bedliner and tint. All in all I have about 17,500 in it and it drives like new. Interior is a 10/10. Paid cash... should get about 10-12 years out of it without payments. There are creative ways to get what you want! Only problem is I have to wait 30 days to run it through the car wash after the body work so it’s dirty. Truck already had the wheels/tires on it.
  25. 6 points
    I had a salesman from the Ride Now Peoria store tell me over the phone he didn't have time for a$$holes like me. I drove the fifty miles to kick his teeth in and ended up buying a Honda Pioneer from him.