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This is the updated version of that "bloodiest" 1965 M70 .264, 40 years later after Robar Inc. did an NP3 coating on it and added a McMillan stock. Too many miles in a saddle scabbard had done a job on the wood stock and bluing.

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Good thing you had her do some range time!

Bingo! Same here.

If your M60 Marlin is the one like I owned, I bought one for $29.00 in 1960. It was a semi-auto called a Marlin Glenfield, no? Mine put the hurt on hundreds of rats at a dump almost every weekend. But my "bloodiest" would no doubt be my M70 .264 purchased in 1965. It's responsible for 95% of the big-game critters I've bloodied, starting with this Kaibab buck.

That's somebody's tabby kitten. Tail and ears are all wrong for a mountain lion, and if you compare its size to the surroundings, it ain't all that large.

The quotes below are from the article. Lots of Lacey Act stuff involved. So it's not too surprising the penalties were quite severe compared to what an in-state poacher gets here or in most other states. In this incident the federal judge did really, really good. 👍 "And they sent their ill-gotten gains home, across state lines." In the current case, the court found Hueftle and Hidden Hills Outfitters guilty of violating two federal laws: the Lacey Act, which prohibits trafficking in illegal game, and the Migratory Bird Act, which prohibits killing hawks, falcons and other nongame migratory birds.

Amanda Moors is the owner of this site - CWT Here's the link to the store so you can see if she still has the book available. http://store.coueswhitetail.com/

Nice fat trout for such a small stream. Where abouts in SW Colo.?

I doubt you wanted the above to come out the way it did. 😉

If you want to see what they're eating by squashing them, put a couple pellets in your mouth for a few minutes to soften them. 😎 Now let's go to a commercial break: Think about buying one of these from Amanda's store here. If she doesn't have any left, send me a PM for info.

I'm guessing somewhere in northern B.C. or perhaps Yukon Terr. Wherever it is, it's obvious Bullwinkle isn't about to go into any thick bush country and has to stay near the logging road system. 😂

Nah, Travis was a cool dude. Although he sometimes "breaches protocol," so to speak, he isn't a criminal. He also liked the pretty ladies, so that makes him OK in my eyes.

My wife told me over a cornbeef and cabbage dinner last night that she's headed to the library today, so I decided to REread a series of books written by John MacDonald that I had read about 20 years ago. The 21 books in the series, which each contain a color in the title, detail the adventurous life of Travis McGee. They were a good read the first time through, so I expect they will be again. If you decide to try them, be sure to read at least the first couple in order so as to get the characters and details laid out in proper order. From Wikipedia: Travis McGee lives on a 52-foot houseboat dubbed The Busted Flush. The boat is named after the circumstances in which he won the boat in what McGee describes as a "poker siege" of 30 hours of intensive effort in Palm Beach - the run of luck started with a bluff of four hearts (2-3-7-10) and a club (2), which created a "busted flush," as described in Chapter 3 of The Deep Blue Good-by. The boat is generally docked at slip F-18 at Bahia Mar Marina, Fort Lauderdale, Florida. A self-described "beach bum" who "takes his retirement in installments", he prefers to take on new cases only when the spare cash (besides a reserve fund) in a hidden safe in the Flush runs low. McGee also owns a custom 1936 vintage Rolls-Royce that had been converted into a pickup truck by some previous owner long before he bought it, and another previous owner painted it "that horrid blue". McGee named it Miss Agnes, after one of his elementary school teachers whose hair was the same shade. McGee's business card reads "Salvage Consultant", and most business comes by word of mouth. His clients are usually people who have been deprived of something important and/or valuable (typically by unscrupulous or illegal means) and have no way to regain it lawfully. McGee's usual fee is half the value of the item (if recovered) with McGee risking expenses, and those who object to such a seemingly high fee are reminded that getting back half of something is better than owning all of nothing. Although the missing items are usually tangible (e.g., rare stamps, jewels, etc.), in several books McGee is asked to locate a missing person; in one, the stolen property is a client's reputation. In several instances, he shows a marked propensity to exact revenge, usually for the ill-treatment or death of one of his few real friends. McGee does have a sidekick of sorts, in his best friend Meyer, an internationally known and respected economist who lives on a cabin cruiser of his own near McGee's at Bahia Mar, the John Maynard Keynes, and later, after the Keynes is blown up, aboard its replacement, the Thorstein Veblen. There has been some confusion as to whether "Meyer" is a given name or surname, but it is clear in The Green Ripper when McGee and Meyer are in the hotel room with two federal agents. They refer to him twice as Dr. Meyer and at the second, he says, "Just Meyer, please." In Pale Gray for Guilt, Meyer presents a business card giving his name as "G. Ludweg Meyer", and a letter of introduction beginning "My Dear Ludweg". Whether these are his real names or not is obscured by both items being instruments in an elaborate financial con game. Both Meyer's boats are jammed full of books and treatises, ranging far beyond simple economic theory. For instance, Meyer is a chess aficionado and amateur psychologist. Meyer serves as McGee's anchor when McGee's own inner compass seems to be skewed, as well as providing the formal education that the street-smart McGee lacks. Meyer has been known to participate in McGee's campaigns on occasion and has come close to being killed more than once as a result. His cover is usually some sort of academic, though at times he has also played a stockbroker or an entomologist. The Deep Blue Good-by (1964) Nightmare in Pink (1964) A Purple Place for Dying (1964) The Quick Red Fox (1964) A Deadly Shade of Gold (1965) Bright Orange for the Shroud (1965) Darker than Amber (1966) One Fearful Yellow Eye (1966) Pale Gray for Guilt (1968) The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper (1968) Dress Her in Indigo (1969) The Long Lavender Look (1970) A Tan and Sandy Silence (1971) The Scarlet Ruse (1972) The Turquoise Lament (1973) The Dreadful Lemon Sky (1974) The Empty Copper Sea (1978) The Green Ripper (1979) Free Fall in Crimson (1981) Cinnamon Skin (1982) The Lonely Silver Rain (1984)

Hmmm, but he didn't say how much ammo he ran out of, did he??? He might have used up two boxes on the 10 birdies he shot. 🤣

Ellen picked up the first three for me today. The Deep Blue Good-by (1964) Nightmare in Pink (1964) A Purple Place for Dying (1964)

What's even more amazing is that he can even hold his head up. The antlers on my 61" Canada moose weighed 50+ lbs. and as you can see below, they weren't near as large as the one in the video. I'm guessing his are better than 80 lbs.

This isn't exactly relevant, but... About 25 years ago when I was running our Outdoors Network Forum, I used to hold an annual Steenkin' Peeg Hunt (javelina) where I invited about 10 guys from all over the country to come out and hunt, usually on either the San Carlos or Whte Mt. reservations so we could get permits easily. Corky Richardson, his dad George and one of their friends helped out with the guiding. Anyway, to the point, I spent a week before the hunt preparing many of the meals, that were then frozen and finished in camp. I would cook a big roast beef, slice it and freeze in ziplocs. It was then a simple matter to pop the bags in a pot of water to heat. Add gravy, mashed potatoes, some corn or green beans, and voila. Did the same with pork chops and turkey breast. My kitchen:

The digital controller on mine looks like it would be a lot more accurate than the one on that pot type. Maybe I'll try it with oil on a simple burger. Heck, could even use the basket. Does it have to be vacuum sealed or is a ziplock OK? What temp for burger?

Aaaaa, didn't realize the circulation part. I thought the units were just heating elements with temp controls.

I would have to buy another fryer. The one we have cooks my french fries nearly every night. 🤣