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In 1964, a guy could walk into the local Montgomery Ward and put a Springfield 30-06 on lay-a-way, for a dollar leaving a $40.48 balance. Here's the proof. Was given a box of old Weaver scopes Sunday, , model 330 and K 2.5. The receipt was in the box. Perhaps the K 2.5 was to be mounted on the .06? Looked at the 1964 Montgomery Wards catalog to see if maybe the Springfield in question was a sporterized M1903, but the closest thing advertised was this Enfield for under $23.00. Those were the days...

My nephew hunted otc elk for two hours. It was his first big game animal since he was 13. Fun quick hunt. 20230315_174812.mp4

My wife drew an antelope tag and going to transfer to my son. A non real Hunter as natureboob would say. The little non real Hunter has an opportunity to harvest 5 of the az big game species by the age of 13.

Buddy went out for 2 hours during rain break. Picked up this toad

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I checked my bank account for 3 days, saw nothing. Just checked portal and DRAWN ! 2 tags early rifle Bull !! Still shaking !

AZAV8ER 3 post Newbie because this is the first forum I have ever joined - so the posting process is foreign to me.... I don't have a single social media account either - which I can assume is not the case for you. I have better things to do. But a buddy suggested CouseWhitetail as a place to sell a gun or 3. Just got back from Sonora and after shooting my buddies McWhorter - I'm selling off some of what I got to hopefully build my own eventually. As a long-range shooting enthusiast, perhaps you can appreciate...Likely 7PRC or SAUM. As an N. AZ resident my entire life - you welcome to leave the concrete jungle of the N. Valley and cruise up to the tall pines, sit on my porch, drink a beer and talk long range shooting and hunting...

90 now lol

Well lake is way up. 30 ft since Janruary. Up just 2 ft last night. Fishing is tuff. Went and saw to tournament weigh ins and 4 lb won 1 tourny and 22 won the other. But only 3 boats weighed five i believe. Most boats getting skunked. We got 9 first day then 5 the next. Today we did better. Figured out a color they wanted and picked up about 10. Best 5 was 18.1 today. 5.3 big fish. My sons pb. Rain is starting again so about to fry up these fish. Made ceviche last night with the bass. All fish r eaten at camp by a group of friends so f*** off about releasing them. Water temp is 59-64 today. Muddy as crap. Will post over next few days.

This is going to be my new license plate.

I’m on a good run.

Yes! 4B Sept archery bull !!

Roosevelt is at 89%

The wife loves st paddys day so time to celebrate.

It was interesting cause the picture I posted is just before the big bend crossing Williams Valley! Lots of wind blown deep drifts! Right in Alpine looks like snow is gone but there was no getting to back roads!🙃 In many regards got really spoiled by drought conditions and back roads, but it was so good to see so much snow!!!

Unit 10 muzz elk here!

My '95 F250 has the I beams and an incredibly smooth ride for a truck. She just went to the garage last night, I suspect a dead HPOP. But at nearly a half.million miles on the beast, I can't complain.

sold

Year Season Species Result Hunt PointGuard Details 2023 Mid-Winter Elk Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2022 Fall Deer Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2022 Mid-Winter Elk Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2021 Fall Deer Not Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2021 Mid-Winter Elk Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2020 Fall Deer Not Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2020 Mid-Winter Elk Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2020 Spring Bear Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2019 Fall Deer Not Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2019 Mid-Winter Elk Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2018 Fall Deer Not Drawn PointGuard not purchased. 2018 Mid-Winter Elk Drawn 2017 Fall Deer Drawn

There are otc options in areas where there are lower densities. And those might be a good options for some people. But the attitude of some on this forum to this man's misfortune is a little disheartening. And likewise if you have 10s of thousands of dollars in the bank at all times you could just hunt private land in New Mexico etc....

Another thread on this. Tags mailed out by 4/14. Anything earlier consider it a bonus.

I don't know why but I was expecting to see more snow near Alpine on the road to Big Lake.

Now what would the old sag fags have to say about frying up those bass?

This year I drew a 7w Late bull tag for the second year in a row. Last year was my first ever bull hunt, and I was able to shoot a nice little 5x5 opening morning. Fast forward to this year's hunt. I went out scouting the weekend prior to the hunt with a buddy who had the late archery tag and was needing help as he was hunting solo. It was the last few days of his hunt and he'd been on several bulls during the week but just couldn't make it happen. I agreed to go out with him as I needed to get in some time locating bulls for my hunt. We went to a spot that I've hunted cows for the last 5 years and always been successful, and I usually see some smaller bulls in that area this time of year as well. As soon as it started getting light I had several small bulls in my new Swaros. (Just upgraded this year, will never go back what game changers!) They were grouped up with about 15 cows but he now had a spotter so he started in on his stalk. He had about 1500 yards to close to I proceeded to continue glassing some closer ridges and that's when I located 4 shooter bulls for my hunt. I didn't mention them to my buddy at first, as I was walking him in via texting. He was able to finally close the distance to about 50 yards when the two young bulls just decided to up and leave with good pace (not spooked). He was then gridlocked with the large group of cows and the stalk just didn't end up working out. I continued to watch the larger bulls on the closer ridge and they fed until dang near 10am before bedding. My buddy got back up to me and seemed a little defeated. Part of me didn't want to mention the big bulls I had located just 500 yards away from us in fears of them getting blown out by another unsuccessful stalk and me never seeing them again for my hunt the following week. Long story short I did the right thing and let him know about the other bulls I had found, and I was able to walk him into 38 yards before the bulls caught his wind and bolted off to the west. Well, there goes my hunt! My buddy was super grateful and excited about the opportunity to get in that close with such awesome creatures so it was worth it. Fast forward to my hunt. I went out the evening before opener to glass the same area. Never turned up my bulls but did locate a nice one up high on a mountain top about 1.5 miles away. High winds were expected the next day so I figured he'd drop down into the bowl on the south side and hangout there for the night. Went in opening morning and after hiking about 5 miles finally caught a small glimpse of the two bulls from the night before up on a ridge moving through the pines at 295 yards. Was never able to get a shot off and they disappeared into the abyss. The morning of day 2 I went out with my brother in law and decided to go back to where I had found bulls the week before. Right at first light I picked up the same 4 bulls we had bumped out a week prior, feeding down low in the cedars about 1200 yards out. 25 mph winds had them feeding for a short period before getting into the real thick stuff and losing sight of them. I didn't want to get down in there with them that morning with the winds being unpredictable in fear of blowing them out again. This would be the last time I'd see a shootable bull for 2.5 days. And after the weekend ended, I would be hunting elk solo for my first time ever. Monday I was by myself, and bumped out some cows and few spikes hiking into my spot. At this point, the mental games had begun to set it. It was 18 degrees with 30mph winds and only the mule deer and cow elk were up and moving. I glassed all day and never saw another bull. Tuesday morning rolls around and I didn't want to even get out of bed. I had already hiked nearly 45 miles in 5 days, and just felt defeated but something got me out of bed and back out to the same spot I'd been seeing elk consistently. I hiked up to the glassing point very carefully this time, and set up my tripod. As soon as glassing light was available to utilize, I found a lone cow wondering the flats. A quick pan up and down the cut she was feeding in revealed another shiny golden butt facing away feeding in a small old burn area. I patiently waited for this elk to lift its head and to my surprise I could see antlers! A quick scan with my rangefinder revealed a 980 yard shot. Not something I'm comfortable taking without a spotter or in high winds. I pulled up my maps to look for another high point I could get to and there was a another ridge just to my south that may or may not give me a better vantage point. I dropped my pack, and went in light with just my rifle, tripod and binos and hurried down the ridge I was on and over to the next one. I ended up coming to the edge of a rock bluff with a large dead pine tree laying perfectly across the top. I quickly pulled out my binos and scanned quickly to find the bull had actually fed even closer to where I had hiked over too. The rangefinder indicated a 459 yard shot and I quickly got my turrets adjusted and used the dead log as a rest in a seared position. The wind was in my face and sun at my back, so the bull had no idea I was there. I had buck fever like no other plus just having hiked 1/3 mile quickly I was shaking like a leaf on a tree. I called my nerves and waited for the bull to turn broadside and when he did I let one rip. I heard the thump and knew I had hit him, the bull did a 180 and ran about 60 yards before stopping again and giving me another broadside shot at 448 yards. Whack! I watched him take the bullet and the shock of it echo through his large body, but he didn't move and continued to stand there staring back at me. I loaded another round and sent one more down range. Another hit, this time a fatal one. I watched him hunch up his back and take several steps down into a ravine before going out of sight. I took a minute to process everything before calling my wife to let her know i shot one. I decided to give him a little time so I hiked back up to the ridge I glassed him from to retrieve my pack. I marked his last known location to the best of my knowledge and after about 30 minutes decided to creep my way over. The ground was still frozen solid so there were no fresh tracks. I also couldn't find any blood anywhere and I began to doubt myself. I began just making circles larger and larger until I caught a wiff of him. I followed that scent right down to his body where he laid down in a juniper thicket not 15 yards from where my last shot had been taken. I called my brother in law up from Prescott to get help for the pack out and he was on his way in no time. By the time I was able to get my DIY photos and get him caped and quartered my brother in law showed up to help me get him out. After about 2 hours, we finally were able to get him back to the truck and off to the processor and taxidermist. What an awesome and rewarding hunt, just when I felt like throwing in the towel things worked out in my favor and one of the bulls made the mistake i needed so badly. Thankful to our lord and savior for this beautiful harvest that will feed my family for the year to come.