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  1. 42 points
    My son and I scouted hard all summer, he named a buck that was coming in regular “eye guards”. After some tough misses on opening day, Saturday about 2:00 pm eye guards came strolling in and Tanner capitalized on him with one 50 yard shot, the buck ran 100 yards and piled up. He is still on cloud nine, I’m super proud of him. For those that care he rough green scored 111”.
  2. 36 points
    Had another frustrating, feet killing, back aching, hot, cold, rainy, dusty, fun-filled pronghorn hunt with Taylor last week. Had just about every thing that could go wrong on a hunt (as far as animals) happen. Had great times and success too. Drove out Friday AM early, on the road by 3:30AM. Got out to our hunt area by about 2:00PM. Drove around, and found a good buck that would be our #1 hit list buck for opening morning for Taylor. We watched him for a couple hours from about 1.2 miles away, making sure he stayed put. Met up with Brandon and Kyle (see Zeke's report), they got a look at the buck we were watching, and we went over game plans for each other's hunts. Hard to tell from the photos, nut he is tall, and pretty wide. Cutters are average, and so is mass, but a pretty good buck. At dusk, we headed for the hotel, and stopped on the way out, and glassed up Brandon's buck "Unicorn". I tested Brandon telling him, "You have got to kill that buck! He is cool!" Day 1: Opening morning found us back in the same spot we put the buck to bed the night before. And, the buck and his harem of 16 does were nowhere to be found. But I glassed up another harem of 18 does. Figuring there had to be a buck with them, I kept glass on them. Eventually, a very good buck (better than our #1 hit list buck by quite a bit) appeared briefly @ 1750. We got a plan together to get within about 400 yards, and were gearing up, when a truck came barreling down the road and spooked them over a couple small rolling hills. We put together a new plan to go after them, and started our first multi-mile trek of the hunt. Seemed like every time we closed to 600 or so, the does would be up and feeding over the top of the next hill. At 3/4 mile into our stalk, Taylor says to me, "I can hear mom talking." (My wife's voice carries a long way, not loud, just something in the frequency or tone). I turned around and glassed, and NMGFD was parked behind the 4Runner. I called her on the cell, and actually talked with the NMGFD officer. Super nice guy, I texted him photos our licenses, tags, and landowner written permission. He wished us luck, and back at it. After about 4 hours, we finally crept to the backside of the last hill, and glassed up does about 200 yards ahead and below us. Pulses quickened, as we started looking for the big buck. And looked. And looked. For about an hour, I glassed everything, the buck was gone. Eventually, the does spotted us, and trotted off, with one circling us and coming in behind us to 87 yards, before blowing out. A couple mile hike back to the truck. Stalk one failed. Drove over to the west side of the ranch, and glassed up a couple bucks. One at about 1300, and one a few miles out. Passed on the closer, smaller buck. Drove within a mile of the bigger buck, and got out to start stalk #2. Dropped down in a small wash, and got within 530 yards of the bedded buck. He was a good one, a shooter....but was about 100 yards onto public land, and we had private land only tags. Sat on him for a couple hours, hoping he would get thirsty and come to the water tank behind us on private, and give us a shot when he stepped onto private land at 400 yards. After a couple hours, he got up, and walked further onto public land to his does. Stalk #2 failed. Backed out down the wash so we didn't spook the herd. Spotted another smaller buck, and was within 450 for about 10 minutes, and Taylor kept asking if he was good, and since I kept saying "he is OK", she opted to pass on him too. Drove down to another spot I have seen good bucks, and spotted this guy just on public, but heading for private. Had him at 400ish, and he walked right up to the fence we had crept along for a few hundred yards trying to cut the distance. He had us pegged, and finally turned and hauled but, just 3' from being legal. Stalk #3 failed....or is that 4? Went back to about the only spot that the big buck that disappeared that morning could have gone. I stopped at a good glassing spot, and glassed miles of flat ground, and saw a bachelor herd of bucks up on the mesa. The group had 2 good, one average, and two smaller bucks. They were above where we wanted to check, so we drove around the hills to get closer to the valley they were above. As I pulled off the 2-track once we got closer to glass, literally, within 3 seconds, I see a puff of dust, and then hear a "boom" from a long ways away. The big buck is 360 yards away! And someone who did not want us to get a shot at him took a 1200ish yard shot at him in a desperate attempt at him. Needless to say, that buck took off with me being close, and some fool shooting at him from the next County. It would be the last time we saw him during the hunt. He stopped at 1455 from us, on public land, as the other guy just walked back to his truck. Probably 2500 yards from him now. Not really a stalk, but what could have been a great opportunity at the big buck failed. Found a few other bucks that evening, but nothing we wanted to go after on day #1. Heard from Brandon that Kyle had killed too. At the end of the day, we stopped by Brandon's hotel, and I got to lay hands on "Unicorn". Really unique buck. I would have shot him in a heartbeat too. Glad Brandon got the smoke his #1 buck on opening day. A bit jealous. Day #2: Started off passing quite a few bucks, nothing big. Went back to look for the #1 hit buck and glassed up 9 of his 16 does in the same valley they were in before opening day. Thinking the buck and other does might be further up the valley, we drove around and parked about 800 yards to the south. Geared up, and snuck around the back side to 233 yards of the herd. Glassed for about 2 hours looking for the buck, to no avail. Could not locate him, or the other does. Backed out very slowly, and stalk #1 for the day failed. Stopped and glassed the area the big buck was last seen, and also looking for the bachelor bucks. Saw 4 of the bachelors on the edge of the mesa, so we got in closer to within 600ish, and waited. One of the better ones was coming down to private, and we were ready to take a shot, but he would not quit moving, and eventually went back up top onto public. 3 others were working their way down, so we sat and waited. One good one, one small one, and the average buck. They literally got to the property line (according to OnX), and stopped. I willed them to take 5 more steps, but they turned back around, and eventually went back up top too. Stalk #2 failed. A storm was rolling in, and it got really windy. Windier than I figured. Driving to another part of the ranch, we saw the herd of does off the road, looking like they really wanted to cross, so we stopped to let them go across. Well, they eventually turned around and walked back into their valley. So we drove on........and there he was! 551 yards away. Jumped out of the truck, and got Taylor behind my 6.5 SS. I made a terrible wind call, and first shot "Hold .8MIL right......pew.....You are just left!" "Shoot again, hold 1.2MIL right....pew......just over him, shoot again." By now, he knew something was up and was moving out. Flat ground, no features, adrenalin, and shaky hands make ranging difficult. 770, one more shot by Taylor, "just left!". At this point, Taylor was pissed. She says, "You shoot him!" I jump behind the gun, and try and range him. 800? Pew. She says, "just under him!" 920 now? Pew. "Just left!" Over a rise he goes. Now I am pissed....and determined. Stupid wind, Taylor should have had him in the bag. I figured 10-15mph. Was probably more like 35mph. We run back to the truck, and instead of grabbing ammo, we grabbed Taylor's 6.5SLR. Drove up to the hill he went over, I jumped out with my 15s, her rifle, and hustled up the hill. As we topped out, he was standing right there at 200ish? He bolts L to R like shot from a cannon. Taylor yells, "Shoot him!!!" I threw up the rifle (thank goodness the 3-20 was set on 7X) and snapped off a quick shot that I saw kick up dust right in front of him. Spun him around, and he hit mach 2 instantly. I think my wingshooting and varmint hunting instincts kicked in. I worked the bolt while looking through the scope, led him, saw shot #2 kick up dust right behind him, worked the bolt as I followed him, said "this is stupid" as I touched of shot #3, hearing the "whop" and he never broke stride. Worked the bolt again while keeping him in the scope, touched off shot #4 hoping to anchor him, and saw the puff of dust right in front of him. Then.......huge cloud of dust as he cartwheeled. About 10 seconds, 4 shots, and one down pronghorn buck. I have never be a "shoot at a running big game animal" guy. Not sure what happened, heat of the moment I think. But, at 250 yards on a 50mph run, I had a buck down. I also felt bad about shooting a buck that was supposed to be Taylor's. But looking at Taylor, she said one of the coolest things I have heard from her. "I always knew you were an awesome hunter, but I think you may be the best hunter alive! No one is going to believe that shot." I think shot placement was spot on. You can see the entrance below. And the 6.5mm 130 AR Hyb sure do work amazingly well. The storm was rolling in, and lightning was getting CLOSE. I quartered him up and caped him out in about 15 minutes, just as the lightning got too close for comfort. Last strike as I was closing the back hatch was "Flash.....one one thousand, BOOM". We drove to the west side of the ranch hoping to get ahead of the storm and maybe get a chance at another buck, but Mother Nature chased us down and off the ranch early, about 4:00PM as the rain started to dump and lightning was closing in again. We opted to make a run for the hotel. Day #3: Taylor has stated, "I am shooting the first mature buck I see, I don't care if it is big, average, or even small." OK, should be easy, right? Right??? Wrong. First legal light, I stop at a small rise as we approach the ranch to glass. Taylor says, "There is a buck right there. I am going to shoot him right now." Get out, getting set up for a 600 yard shot, and he ducks under the fence and off property. So we watch him, and he crosses further down the fence line back onto property! Up and on top of a small hill looking to circle back around. So we drove up to the property fence, and get out and get ready. The buck picked up another buck, a bit smaller, and we try and get set up for a shot, but they crossed the road. So we get up, cross the road, and Taylor is prone, and the bucks stop at 431 yards, staring right at us. She dials, and I tell her, "the one on the right, wait fr him to turn, and put one in him" No wind. Staring contest lasts for about 3 minutes. Then, the bucks looks behind us as a truck drives down the road. Now, the 4Runner is stopped in the middle of the road, two doors are wide open, we are laying on a table top flat piece of ground off the road by 10 yards, I am standing behind my 15s on a tripod. You would think, YOU WOULD THINK, that the truck would have stopped as soon as they saw us. You would think. It kept coming. Bucks bolt and run for 27 miles or so. The truck drives up to us and stops, "Are you hunting?" As I turn around, probably with lasers shooting from my eyes as my skin peels back to reveal my bloody skull and flames billowing from my scalp........"Are you kidding me!?!" Needless to say, the truck left in a hurry without waiting for an answer..... Opportunity 1 of the day blown. So we drove up and start glassing at one of our usual spots. I glass up a herd of goats at 1500, and start to make a plan.....when another truck drives up...."Are you hunting?" As the herd runs off.......turns out, it was the ranch owner's Mother. Super nice lady. We talked for a brief moment, me seething under my smiling face. But, it is her ranch. Off she goes. We headed the same direction. Opportunity 2 blown. Drive down to the glassing spot, nothing. But some great mule deer that we had seen the day before too. 3 shooter bucks for sure, one big boy, one older buck on his way down that I have seen for 3 years in a row. All bachelored up together. One guy must like his own company... I drove out to glass the big valley with the bachelor herd of goats, but couldn't find them. But, I did find a good buck bedded all by himself. Called Taylor over, and he was 1650 yards out in the middle of a big valley. We had some cover of a small wash that would put us within about 700. No wind, doable. Well, he got up and moved 200 yards, then bedded back down. New plan, new wash. He got up again, and moved another 200 yards and bedded back down. Now, no cover within 100 yards. Try and form a now plan and come in from a different direction, above him.......and he got up again and started walking, bedded down another 500 or so yards, and totally out in the open, with no cover within 1300+ yards. Is he worth spending 3+ hours to try and get close without bumping him into the next property? Chances: Slim to none. He got a pass. Opportunity #3 kind of passed. THink about the big buck that was on the southwest side, and go look for him next. Glassed up a good buck when we got there. He was 1588 out, with two big cottonwoods between us and him, and they were 1150 yards away. Should put us under 400 yards of the bedded buck. And I mean bedded. He actually kept laying his head down as I watched him. Geared up, and started after him, keeping the trees between us to mask our approach. Halfway there, 500 yards from the trees, 900ish from the buck.........a truck is driving across the meadow he was overlooking. "Oh crap" I said.......same lady. Up goes the buck, and he trots off and beds back down, still on private, but almost off the ranch. So we continued on another 100 yards, and so did the truck........bye bye buck. Stalk #4 blown. Frustrated beyond belief, and having covered most of the ranch, I opt to try the one part of the ranch I have never hunted. It is seriously as flat as a table for MILES. Grass is 3-4" tall. But, I know there are two tanks on the corner of the property out there. OnX shows a 2-track on public land that crosses onto another ranch but runs along the fence line. So, we try it. I don't think a prairie dog can hide out there, and we actually find a small dog town. And a burrowing owl standing on a dog mound. That was cool. So anyway, we keep driving, and my wife is saying, "Do you think there will actually be any antelope up here?" Well, it is above where the bachelor herd was, and I have glassed up pronghorn up here 2 years ago, might as well check it out. I noticed a skull off the road, and got out to check it.....halfway to it, I look over, and a decent buck is staring at me from 300 yards, but on the wrong side of the fence. I say, "Taylor.....(whistle)". She looks over, and I point. She slinks out of the truck with my 25SST. Comes over to me, and I say, "He needs to cross that fence, and he is legal." No kidding, he ducks under the fence, and I see a 2nd decent buck standing looking at me, like he emerged from the dust. They walk off, and over about a 18" high swell. We follow, cross the fence and onto private ranch property. I can see the two bucks right in front of me, Taylor following me as we duck walk towards them in single file. She goes prone, but can only see the horns. I ask, "Do you think you can shoot off my shoulder? They are only 189 yards away." I get on my knees, and she rests the rifle on my shoulder. She says, "Quit breathing and I think I can get a shot." I hold my breath......and the bucks bolt. The bigger of the two never stops. Just off to the races. The other buck runs to 600ish, where a third buck stands up. Last ditch effort, I take my tan/white hat and start to flag him. Holy crap......here they come. I am checking my phone and compass, they are on private, but only by about 50'. Taylor is prone and on him. I am ranging....."Let them keep coming......500.......400......350.....331......they stopped, wait for the one on the right to turn........" 3 minutes of him just standing staring at us....."Shoot him right in the neck. You on him?" Pew (suppressed, so no more BOOM). He books, but I can see blood like pouring out a 5 gallon bucket of red paint pouring out of him. He went about 50 yards, stopped, teetered over without a kick. Blood trail that Helen Keller could have followed. I don't think the hole is actually an exit. I think that 131 Blackjack @ 3238fps MV just hit him so hard, the thin chest cavity could not contain the hydrostatic shock of the temporary wound channel. Blew out 3 separate ribs, hole right through the top of the heart, lungs were liquid, even had stomach content at the hole in his side. Devastating performance. Thank you to my wife for keeping us company, to God for allowing us the opportunity and health to pursue these amazing animals, and to Taylor, for keeping me hard at work. She kept me going, seriously. She is a tough kid (not really a kid anymore), and kept a good attitude, and worked hard for this buck. Couldn't be more proud of the young lady she has become. Thanks to Brandon too.
  3. 30 points
    After five years of multiple trips scouting and spending hours in the blind, it finally all came together even though it was not as planned. After a few trips to our spot this summer I quickly realized we were not going to be the only hunter in the area, as we have been for the last four years. There were four cameras and two blinds on the tank on Thursday before opening day. My hunting partner Shrek and I planned on trying to be the first one there, rolling out at 2am on Friday. We passed one hunter on the way that was headed to the waterhole, only to find a second truck with a flat bed trailer on the way, with no UTV. There was only one place he could have went and we confirmed he was ahead of us as we saw him about a half mile ahead near the waterhole. We can only assume he heard us coming as he did not take the time to put away his cot or sleeping bag. If you drive a tan new model Ford F250/350 and slept in the back of your truck Thursday night, PM me, I would love to talk. We did confirm he killed as we saw the boned out body on Saturday. With the main plan shot, we went to a waterhole I had mapped a few years prior. When we got there it had good water and the area looked great. Although the day was quiet with a bear and one doe coming in, Shrek was able to spot a mule deer coming in at 2:30 pm and made it quick work. Although not a giant we had a great time enjoying the success and relaxing. The next morning we thought to ourselves, we got beat at 2am, so there is no way we will get beat at 1am. Well, we rolled out of our camp and hit the first turn only to find out the hunter on the corner had slept at the waterhole. Respecting the fact we got beat, we rolled back to the same waterhole from the day before. The morning started off early with a 6x6 bull coming in and watering for a bit, with a couple barks to wake us up. The bull had white antlers just rubbing off its velvet. Then it got real western at 10:00 am. I stood up to use the restroom and when I turned around, I saw my buck next to the water and my buddy was telling me to stand still. Too late, the buck blew out. We must have moved at the same time for him to make it all the way to the water. After taking the punch Shrek told me he could see a mule deer walking around, so I crawled back to the blind. Shortly after Shrek told me the same buck was coming back in along with the mule deer. My buck got down to the water, I drew and was nearly on target, only to be busted by the mule deer buck walking over the hill from a different direction. I thought there was no way the deer would come back in until later in the day or the next. Well, about 10 minutes later Shrek tells me there was a doe coming in. I got set back up and she came down for a drink. After she reached the water Shrek told me my buck was coming in again. A quick shift of the wind blew the doe out and left the buck on the top of the hill to the water hill. Figuring it was my last chance and he was definitely not coming in it seemed, I drew, leaned out, and let one fly for the front shoulder from 40 yards. It was definitely not a comfortable position to shoot from but the pin was steady on his shoulder. We heard the watermelon pop and saw him go down about 60 yards later. After a five year wait we walked up to a deer I would have been happy with on any rifle hunt, let alone my first archery deer. I have had many chances and close calls over the last five years, it just never seems to come together. As Shrek always says, many animals are alive by inches or seconds. Well, today was the day and he was a stud. After some celebration we cleaned him up and got back to camp, enjoyed the night, and headed home. What a great trip!! When we got home the taxidermist rough scored him at 111" without all the tenths, so he will probably be around 113", with most of his score coming from his mass. Even though he was a good deer, the biggest feel of accomplishment was when my two boys and daughter were so excited about the deer, both the size and finally getting a velvet buck in the house. Next year it will be my oldest boys turn at the archery wheel and hopefully he can enjoy the success, since he already has a couple of rifle deer in the books.
  4. 29 points
    Have always really wanted to take a coues deer with a bow and in velvet. And while I’ve never been able to hunt the early hunt due to baseball, this year was canceled so figured I’d give it a go. Had multiple bucks on camera that were decent. Just wanted a branch antlered coues would be good with me. More than happy with this buck and best of luck to the rest of the hunters out there. Also glasses up a couple mature bucks Beating the heck out of one another. That was pretty cool to see. Cheers to a good start of the 2020 hunting season IMG_2424.MOV
  5. 21 points
    So about a month ago I posted a picture of a buck that I knew was going to be something special. For one reason or another I had some nay sayers say that it would score 135”😂😂😂 Another person had the audacity to say “why I posted a picture of nice buck and ask the score if I already knew what it would score”??😆 Really now? Crazy how inept some people really are... Then to top it off they post pictures of deers killed over 35 years old in the kaibab😂 You keep tootin your horn homie😆 But nontheless I only care about True Desert Southern Arizona Mule deer bucks. It truely is something special when a person kills a DIY 180” Southern Arizona Archery Desert Mule Deer. After countless stalks and days of hunting this monarch I managed to close the distance to 39 yards and shot this bad boy in the jugular! Finished him off with a shot in the boiler room. Buck has 6” bases and all mass measurements are 5 inches+🤙🏽 Good luck to all you hunters I hope y’all get some good ones. And to you nay sayers just picture me rollin🤙🏽😎😂🦌🤘🏽#GodIsGreat #MuleDeerPutasos #BigBuckDown #180+Club
  6. 21 points
    Nice buck. You sound like a really nice and humble guy as well.
  7. 19 points
  8. 18 points
    I have seen several hunters on here donate tags for one reason or another. Huge Thank You, my daughter is a cancer survivor and was just signed over a 23 late bull tag, she is super excited! Thanks again OutdoorExperience4All and all hunters who donate tags to such groups. Looking forward to her harvesting a mature bull! scouting starts Friday:)
  9. 17 points
    Wow, there are still reasonable people on this site. Follow up shot is at 15:08. JJ spent a truckload of money on a tag that will benefit all the wildlife in this state and then came out and was very humble about taking one of the biggest elk ever taken. I see no reason to come onto a website and disparage the man's business. It's not they way I would ever want to hunt elk, but its good for him. It would sure irritate me if he decided to jump on social media and call me names and insult my choice of hunts. Not sure why anyone thinks its ok to do to him. In general it will never make sense to me that hunters are constantly tearing down other hunters. I mean by the time we get done arguing about trailcams, long range and shooting spikes I guess its no wonder that hunters don't have any energy left to show up at the ballot box. I guess I thought a bunch of grown men would have more important things to do with their lives than sit around and pick apart everything another grown man does. Apparently I was wrong.
  10. 17 points
    Not my cup of tea for a hunt, sharing one tag with 30 other people. But, the dollars will help the elk, so sacrifice one for the betterment of the many.
  11. 17 points
    While I agree with most of the initial post, there are some great benefits from being a teacher, one of them is not lots of money and the other is not half the school year off! And yes I enjoy my career and have figured out how to live off of two teacher salaries that add up to what most would consider the amount of pay for one profession! I didn't walk out on Red For Ed because it ain't my belief or style and I am thankful my school district chose to keep working! I started out in 1990 at $19,000.00 a year, my wife the same so as a couple we made $38,000.00 a year! After 30 years I make $45,000.00 a year! Most professions comparable years of college plus 30 years would put me somewhere up at least 80-90K without my wife working! I have built cabinets, worked that pig farm, Home Depot, during the summers to supplement my "days off" from school teaching! I ain't saying things are right in education because I have my own personal beefs with the system but don't throw all teachers under the bus.........there's a bunch of really good teachers out there that spend a lot of time trying to make a difference in kids lives. I ain't complaining, just trying to shed a little light on money, days off and I don't doink the principal!
  12. 16 points
    Hot days in the blind to get this little buck.
  13. 14 points
  14. 13 points
    I'm in the hills last couple days but listen to talk radio nights. Heard some fool named LeBron whining about how cops are out hunting black men (joker could hardly put 3 words together in a sentence...). Yes LeBron, when you're a serial rapists and woman beater with outstanding warrants, law enforcement will hunt you down, that's their job. Idiot. A couple tips for anyone subject to arrest, regardless of your skin tone: 1) Comply with lawful orders. Ignoring a cop doesn't make them go away. 2) Don't resist arrest. Jail is inconvenient when your livin the thug life, but hey your earning street cred. 3) Pointing weapons at cops looks cool in the movies but don't try this in the hood. Waving a knife or reaching for your gun, gives that cop you just head butted and spit on some social justice options that are detrimental to your health. 4) Stop making babies you'll never support. Finish school rather than disrupting it. Be a productive American and stop playing victim.
  15. 13 points
    I’m losing my interest in pro sports very rapidly!!!!
  16. 12 points
    As the time was looking like it was getting close - I went to him and asked if I could build his casket . What a difficult question to ask someone ,almost as difficult as asking for his daughters hand ..... he said I’ve always wanted just a pine box so I built him a pine box . the first pic has his brand in the cow hide then he did incredible things for NPC and the community of many years & the family wanted that incorporated. had the rest of the family over to help line the inside with foam and white satin . my 10 year old sewed the pillow case for her papa as the grandkids called him . i don’t know why the 3rd pic is upside down - no I didn’t put on that way
  17. 12 points
    It is my turn this year. My wife got a turned in antelope tag last year and I just got a turned in archery bull tag. I am super happy right now. Went from bummed about no elk again to game time in a hurry.
  18. 12 points
    I kind of agree with the post but not totally, I bet most of us would have a good argument with who you might think was the worst attitude on here if you were in person by a fire and move on to go hunt or fish. One thing that’s a bummer to see on all media platforms is what people click on, I pay close attention and make sure I never click on silly human content. Example, YouTube video of a young man making a knife from raw metal with some serious craftsmanship gets 5,000 views. Now some chick in a bikini shows her bum and 1.2 million views. I refuse to click and make it a point to find creative folks to support and ignore the typical click bait crap. Same kind of goes here on this sight , a good hunt post gets 5 comment and a few likes and Then some stupid drama with really bad content post has 20 pages of complete nonsense. People are going to be people and fill their brains with nothing productive. What gets missed in the mix is the silent majority of great lurkers and posters here.
  19. 12 points
    This will have zero impact on my life.
  20. 11 points
    Said it before and I (obviously) will again, F these pro sports and celebrities that think their opinions have some additional value because of the size of their "platform." I have been turning on golf and hockey and not watching just to boost a single rating for the only non-political sports left.
  21. 11 points
    A friend of mine is looking to take 4 wounded vets dove hunting on his private ranch in Buckeye on September 5th. If you know of a vet who was wounded in the line of service please contact me. We are specifically looking for vets who don't get the opportunity to get out and who would greatly benefit from spending some time in the outdoors. Food, license, ammo will be provided. Adam 480-243-4138
  22. 10 points
    Nice buck...in your post you said you hope he hits 160” when he finishes and hop on here to insult people that gave their honest opinion just like you did? lol...I’d rather see someone post a humble spike than an @sshole with “180”...
  23. 10 points
    Sad ,Great Man. Coming from a Sun Devil Fan , He brought great Basketball to this State with dignity. Man how the years go bye. I can remember listening to games on the Radio while working Saturdays in His first Year. God Bless Lute........RIP.....................BOB!
  24. 10 points
    NBA players decided to boycott tonights playoff games over the shooting of the Black Guy in Wisconson. I say NBA shut the season down and don't pay em for the playoffs. Nobody watching anyway . Viewership down from 20 to 40 % depending on the network. I am a Basketball nut and I know I havn't watched it. And won't either!................BOB!
  25. 10 points
    Hello all! brand new to this site, to be honest I’m pretty pumped on this place. I was recommended here by Ed f. I’m out of Southern California and lols up to guys like him. No Bs and get it done. that being said I’m looking for a summer cape for my buck, unfortunately the cap on my 2020 archery buck I slipped the old pointy stick through was no good. i hunted hard for this buck and am beyond pumped. Utah kicked my rear end this year and it wasn’t easy. I hunted for a few days with my buddy and he ended up having to take a day to head to town and handle some business. I was able to get in on a bachelor group a couple hours after sun up and thread the needle on my personal best archery in velvet Utah buck. needless to say I have the upmost respect for the individuals that grind out archery bucks in the high country. if anyone out there has a cape please let me know I would like to shoulder mount this deer. I can Venmo or PayPal. I have never been in the market for a cape, willing to pay market price plus shipping. thanks guys and awesome forum !!!!