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Muzzle Loader hunt 1st deer
September 27, 2008- 6:50 am
Hunting started with warm temperatures, blue skies
and not much wind, looked to be a slow day. With 3
eager hunters a dozen Wigeons cupped and coming in
fast with a tak'em from Dad, Magan and Ryan (Hip shot
Mcgraw) stand and pick a bird, bang, bang. Hip shot
takes the first shot half way to his shoulder, when Dad
grabs the gun stock for support. What are you doing?
I'M PULLIN THE TRIGGER HE REPLIED as he cycled
another 2 rounds from the hip. Dad asks what are you
shooting at? DUCK'S, replied Hip Shot . A very fun hunt
for Dad in the morning with a lot of laughter.
September 27, 2008- 4:30 pm
The birds were flyin and with the wind blowing it
looked to be a better hunt than the morning. It was just
the girls this evening and they had something to prove
and at about 5:30 it started with a small group of
Pintails and a couple of shots they had 2 down and
bragging for the day.
With excitement and fun a few of our young hunters,
Dad and Pepper had a great day hunting with the kids.
Hunting started with warm temperatures, blue skies
and not much wind, looked to be a slow day. With 3
eager hunters a dozen Wigeons cupped and coming in
fast with a tak'em from Dad, Magan and Ryan (Hip shot
Mcgraw) stand and pick a bird, bang, bang. Hip shot
takes the first shot half way to his shoulder, when Dad
grabs the gun stock for support. What are you doing?
I'M PULLIN THE TRIGGER HE REPLIED as he cycled
another 2 rounds from the hip. Dad asks what are you
shooting at? DUCK'S, replied Hip Shot . A very fun hunt
for Dad in the morning with a lot of laughter.
September 27, 2008- 4:30 pm
The birds were flyin and with the wind blowing it
looked to be a better hunt than the morning. It was just
the girls this evening and they had something to prove
and at about 5:30 it started with a small group of
Pintails and a couple of shots they had 2 down and
bragging for the day.
With excitement and fun a few of our young hunters,
Dad and Pepper had a great day hunting with the kids.
September 2006, 9:05 am
Cold and raining we headed up the trail thinking we
wouldn't have any luck. First 2 smaller bucks then
another we decided to go after her buck. Off the trail up
the steep wet and muddy mountain slipping and after a
30 minute stalk we spotted the buck 60 yards away.
Shantlee got ready and steadied herself, BOOM. I,
(Dad) jumped you would of thought it was my first
deer. The deer spun and took 3 steps fell 20 feet down
the mountain dead as a door nail, she had made a
perfect shot.
My best deer hunt ever!! Dad
Cold and raining we headed up the trail thinking we
wouldn't have any luck. First 2 smaller bucks then
another we decided to go after her buck. Off the trail up
the steep wet and muddy mountain slipping and after a
30 minute stalk we spotted the buck 60 yards away.
Shantlee got ready and steadied herself, BOOM. I,
(Dad) jumped you would of thought it was my first
deer. The deer spun and took 3 steps fell 20 feet down
the mountain dead as a door nail, she had made a
perfect shot.
My best deer hunt ever!! Dad
November 10, 2008- 5:04 pm
Windy, cold, hunting was slow and the birds were not
cooperating. Finally it's raining, the birds are working
well even though the wind decided to change and blow
out of the south. Waiting, a group of Wigeons decoy, I
shot and winged one. It managed to fly to the middle of
the pond, about 100 yards away. I casted the dogs,
staying on line and working in behind this now diving
Wigeon. Butter was so close to catching the duck right
there now at 175 yards. The duck disappeared, Butters
instincts were very apparent when she went to the
shore line now at 200 yards started to search for the
bird. Butter got it, gloated to her Grand mother Pepper
and headed back. Very rewarding watching your
youngest dog become a seasoned Retriever. One duck
was all I needed this day.
Windy, cold, hunting was slow and the birds were not
cooperating. Finally it's raining, the birds are working
well even though the wind decided to change and blow
out of the south. Waiting, a group of Wigeons decoy, I
shot and winged one. It managed to fly to the middle of
the pond, about 100 yards away. I casted the dogs,
staying on line and working in behind this now diving
Wigeon. Butter was so close to catching the duck right
there now at 175 yards. The duck disappeared, Butters
instincts were very apparent when she went to the
shore line now at 200 yards started to search for the
bird. Butter got it, gloated to her Grand mother Pepper
and headed back. Very rewarding watching your
youngest dog become a seasoned Retriever. One duck
was all I needed this day.
- (1) seasoned Labrador
- a 200 yard Retrieve
- finally a Duckpup
- a 200 yard Retrieve
- finally a Duckpup