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Nash is carrying a horseshoe that’s never seen daylight. After having a desert sheep tag last year he drew an antelope tag this year. Scouting was tougher than we expected. Not a ton of goats in the unit and we went out plenty of times and never saw a single lope. It was still fun. During my archery bull hunt we slipped out one midday to look around. We bumped I to a dude who told us where he had seen a few. We ended up finding a few right there. Lots of people shared ideas with us and local friends even went out and glassed a few times for us. It was fun to have a hunt where people were really open and wanted Nash to be successful. Nash had practice opening day, this kid is ridiculously committed to wrestling, so we headed up midday. By that night we had a decent buck spotted but we just couldn’t cut the distance down. These antelope were super spooky and would run for miles at the site of a truck. We pulled out after dark and nearly stepped on a baby prairie rattler walking back. The next AM we slipped right into where we saw him at dark and waited for it to get light. The group was right where we left them, except the big buck. He was somehow 1-1/2 miles away. We ended up walking a 7-1/2 mile loop and lost track of him somewhere in the rollers. Unreal. We tried a new spot real quick before running to town for lunch and had a super close encounter with a bit g cutter buck before he got a wild hair and ran into Colorado. For the evening we hit up one of the spots we had seen a decent buck scouting. Didn’t take long for me to find some a mile or two out. We went to loop around on them and bumped into a different buck before we got there. A little sneaking and Nash had a 325 yd shot with only the top 4” of his back exposed. Thats all he needed. After the shot I said you dumped him, and Nash say “Actually?!?!” Apparently he flinched so hard his eyes were closed when the gun went off. Thank goodness for that 2-1/2 lb trigger! Nash asked if he could do all the quartering himself and did a fine job. I’d say these boys have almost outgrown their old man. The buck wasn’t real big and Nash didn’t care. He has two from Wyoming that are curled and heavier. This time he said he wanted a tall one. This one is almost 16”, so I guess that qualifies. We had time the next morning to go scout for his sister’s cow hunt. They were going good and we saw a good bull to round out the trip. Then he took it home and did his own euro.

We decided to give it a go in a true desert unit this fall. Never had hunted it before but a couple buddies have seen a fair amount of deer in January during OTC. We arrived Thursday evening with only two days to hunt and as we picked a camp spot the landscape blew me away…how do these things survive and thrive out here. Looked like the surface of the moon with the surface mostly volcanic rock, scattered creosote bushes, and the occasional palo verde washes sprinkled around. 4 of my buddies generously offered to help on Friday and as we all picked high spots to glass from the reports started coming in of bucks. Multiple bucks and some good ones were located in various locations. Max and I spent most of the day on stalk after stalk trying to close the gap to under 600 yards with not much available to hide our approach. We had a few opportunities on small bucks we passed on and a couple close calls on bigger ones but nothing just right. We totaled 19 bucks seen that day. Saturday morning we were down to Max and I and 2 buddies so we all went to the spot that the most deer were seen Friday. Almost immediately we found a group of 3 bucks at 1000 yards. We had some topography to work with this time and we closed the gap to 340 yards and Max anchored the biggest one. It was a fun hunt that I think with a few extra days could produce something pretty special! This was his best desert buck to date and another awesome father son hunt in the books! Now time to get packed for Colorado 4th season Deer 🤙🏻

Action screw torque is crucial in tupperware stocks. https://www.accurateshooter.com/technical-articles/savage-action-screw-torque-tuning/ I have only bedded one polymer 10 stock and it did help, but it was relatively stout to begin with. If yours is one of the really flimsy stocks, with the bedding effort involved, I'd consider an upgrade. That said, bedding can't hurt and could make good practice for a future bedding job on a better stock.

Have a nice Marlin 1894C in 357 Mag. Pre-safety with a gold trigger. Made in 1980. Neat little carbine $1250 plus shipped. Will post pics tomorrow

AKC REGISTERED $1000 OBO Raised around my 5 crazy kids (8, 6, 5, 3,1) so very socialized in that aspect READY TO GO THIS COMING WEEK, CAN MEET UP THIS WEEKEND THOUGH IF NEEDED. 7 MALES, UTD ON SHOTS/WORMINGS. WILL GO HOME WITH TOY, COLLAR/LEASH, REGISTRATION, AND SHOT RECORD. LOCATED SHOW LOW AREA but can meet in GLOBE or PAYSON AT MY CONVENIENCE. **Can get them a ride to Safford the next two weekends as well.

Great Job Max and Dad! Nothing like father son hunts. Good Luck in Colorado

You know a mf’er is serious when he has a peg board of supplies.

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Nice job - hunting with the kids is always a blast. Congrats on a great buck!

Anything over about 30 in/lbs will start smushing plastic is what I have found. Savage had some really soft stocks for a while.

Very nice.. great work. Desert bucks are always fun and tough.

Like new. Only few range trips. Moa2 reticle i believe. Tall steiner rings attached. Should have the box in my attic. $750

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cheap just sold my 150 or it would be mine!

Very nicely done.

Thanks to all our Vets, past and present

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No we just had to set it up with the ranch. I can never seem to draw so I have to pay to play. They are an incredible species, even on a low fence ranch they are very skittish and difficult to pick out bulls and cows in a hurry.

Here area couple more photos from that trip. Jordan with the a bull and Josh with a cow from this hunt

After spending 3 days in the desert heat looking for a shooter for my Dad, I was finally able to dig up this buck right as the sun was fading on Sunday. With not much time to make a move, I set him up to take a shot @ 665 yards. Luckily the buck was preoccupied with barrel cactus fruits and gave him plenty of time to squeeze off a shot. The hit was solid and the buck dropped out of sight into a nearby wash. We decided to head to his last location and found him piled up not 20 yards from where the shot took place. Anybody else see a lot of malnourished deer this year? A majority of the does in the area we hunted were showing how rough the summer was on them for sure.

Free bump. JJ was super easy to work with on the scout scope. Thanks man

I just got back from the greatest hunting experience of my life up until this point, maybe ever, though hopefully there are more adventures like this to come. Newfoundland moose with my grandfather, uncle, and younger brother. My uncle and brother and I were all fortunate to bag great bulls. The rut hadn’t kicked in yet so we weren’t able to call as much as we were anticipating, a lot of hiking through swampy bogs and tundra thickets, glassing from the tops of rolling hills and ridges. The first day we glassed up a small bull at first light and watched him move across the opposite canyon side for a while. Then we hiked a few miles further from camp and came to the edge of a cliff where there was a bear on a rock directly below us, and another young bull with 4 cows a few hundred yards further out below us. We watched the bull for a bit, it would have been a super easy shot as he was bedded 250 yards below us with no clue we were there, but he just wasn’t big enough for the first day. My uncle got his bull that morning though. The next day was cloudy and the fog rolled in while my grandpa and his guide were stalking a big bull a couple miles away, ruining their stalk. Then it poured rain most of the rest of the day so we stayed at the same little glassing knob the rest of the day. Funny enough, we had a small forky bull walk through a bog just 400 yards below us in about the only spot you could see with the fog. Adam (my guide) made a quick cow call to him and he turned on a dime making his way toward us. We lost him in the steel thicket at the bottom of the hill below us but probably 45 minutes later he showed up 100 yards behind us. That was the only bull we saw that day. The next day we headed back straight to the spot where we’d seen the bear the 1st day, and then about a mile further out to a big open valley. It took us about 4 hours to get there but after 10 minutes of glassing Adam glassed up a bull about 2 miles away with a few cows. You could barely see his paddles from that far away, they were like white specks, but we know if we could see them from that far away he had to be a decent bull. ‘well after about 3 hours of plowing through tuckerbrush, sinking through bogs and crossing streams we got to where we thought the bull had been. Of course with it being so much later in the day I had just about given up on finding the bull, especially because once we got to the general area we realized the ‘hill’ he had been on was such a gentle slope and so thick and flat you really couldn’t see more than 100 yards in front of you. Well that was just when Adam whispered, ‘there he is! Get your gun on my shoulder!’ All you could see was his antlers sticking up in the brush about 100 yards in front of us. Adam made a bunch of cow calls at him but could not get him to stand up, finally he just started yelling “moose! Get up!” And that got him up. I emptied my gun at him and he didn’t go anywhere but just stood there, finally falling over for me to run over to him after 4 shots. I was ecstatic. My brother got his bull that same day about 10 miles in the other direction from camp. We both had to spend the night out on the bogs before we could make it back to camp since we had shot our bulls so far from camp and so late in the day. It wasn't too cold but my clothes were wet from sweating and sinking in bogs all day so it was a pretty miserable night, though I probably saw more stars that night than I’ll ever see again in my life. Huge thanks to my guide Adam for filming the shot while letting me shoot off his shoulder. I’m still amazed he did that for me; I didn’t even ask him to film it, he just whipped out his phone right before I started blowing out his eardrums. And of course thank you to my grandfather for the hunt of a lifetime.

Still didn’t get it after paying. Not sure what’s up.