Spent a few hours glassing up squeaks for my boys yesterday. Not a lot to see but the few we saw.....died.
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Posted by Wino on 17 January 2017 - 02:32 PM
Spent a few hours glassing up squeaks for my boys yesterday. Not a lot to see but the few we saw.....died.
Posted by Aspencreek on 20 October 2017 - 10:21 AM
Had a chance to get out a couple days ago to do some grouse hunting. Not sure about other states, but Idaho lets you hunt forest grouse with rifles or pistols, and I wanted to give that a try. So I took along my little pack-rifle to give it a good test. It is a Chiappa Little Badger folding stock single-shot in 17 HMR. I've used it a couple times on ground squirrels when I had a scope on it, but I decided to pull that off and put on a reflex red-dot sight instead. That makes it much lighter and it fits perfectly in a daypack. Also much more accurate for me than a pistol while not taking up much more space or weight. Had a great day and was able to get into some birds. I saw around 8 or 9 grouse, and managed to get 3. Was using the CCI FMJ ammo and it puts them right down while leaving virtually all the meat intact if you miss the head-shot. The rifle performed great and it is a surprisingly good rifle with a very light, nice trigger. And it is certainly easier to lug up and down the ravines than my 8 lb shotgun. Best of all, I cooked up a meal for the family and everyone agreed grouse tastes much better than sage rat!
Posted by MikeNC on 03 August 2017 - 04:02 AM
Posted by Rudy on 02 August 2017 - 12:18 PM
The Dow just passed 22,000 today and my retirement plan is doing great!
I think I'll celebrate by buying a new rifle.
Thanks Uncle Trump!!
Posted by Wino on 30 December 2016 - 07:38 PM
I got my oldest a savage 93r17 17hmr for xmas. We went to sight it in a few days later. I had just finished sighting it in and handed it to him when a big fat ground squirrel decides that it was a good time to come out and sun himself. I ranged him for my son. Just shy of 150 yards. I was about to tell him to just hold right on it when his gun goes of and I see the squeak start to do the funky chicken. Head shot!. That was probably the shortest time to draw blood on any gun I've ever owned.
Posted by MikeNC on 23 November 2016 - 05:15 PM
For the few that may not recognize the guy in the video below... Yep, this is our sane and level headed Eric. I have so much to be thankful for, past and present. Among the long list is this forum and all of you. I can jot down some lines and read some of your adventures. The forum is a port in the storm and I thank Eric for putting it together and all of you for making it happen. Happy Thanksgiving..!!
Posted by alleyyooper on 27 August 2016 - 06:10 AM
Some years ago I packed in a climbing tree stand to an area I had scouted for deer hunting. No sooner had I got up the tree I choose than those dam squirrels started making a ruckus at the base of the tree. I decided I would shoot one and that would put an end to all that racket. I took the shot and hit the one squirrel dead center right behind the head, arrow sticking nearly straight up with nearly half in the ground. Squirrel refused to die or lay still. It started running around and around that arrow but failed to work it's self free or the arrow loose from the ground. Finally deciding I would get no piece I worked my way down the tree, grabbed a short hunk of stout tree limb I went to the squirrel and clubed it a mighty stroke behind the head. Squirrel instantly layed still, so I took it to a tree close by that had a low V branch I would be able to find in the dark as I left and placed the squirrel there.
Back up the tree I went with my stand and had about 10 minutes of silence. That crazy squirrel was standing in that V yelling bloody murder. Finally I could not handle it any longer I decided I would club that squirrel again and this time take his head off with my buck.
Appeared that the one foot of the squirrel was stuck in that V, but he kept dodging that club for what seemed half the afternoon. Finally I got a good blow in as my brother came walking up asking if I were having a boxing match with a bear of some thing. Said I had made enough noise to scare any deer with in 100 miles away. My answer to him was to hold up the squirrel and ask what he had to show for the afternoons hunt.
Took me a really long time to live down the great squirrel killer badge I had hung on me over that hunt.
Posted by daSmith on 24 August 2016 - 02:20 PM
My first hunting trip ever, was about 12 or 13 years old, hunting dove with my uncles and cousins that have done this many times. Again, my first. Blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt. Nobody wanted to be near me. My Uncle has about 35+ acre blueberry farm and they had put feed out to attract deer and dove in an open field. The dove were all sitting on a power line to the north of the property so one uncle and cousin positioned themselves near that area, another uncle and cousin near the south end of the property, and me and my unlucky cousin were somewhere in the middle. He made me take my white shirt off and bury it in the dirt. Guess my white skin was better than a dirty shirt.
The dove would start to fly over the property, just a couple at first, then a few more, and then more. They would fly over the open field that had the feed then back to the power line. Plan was when the guys on the south end determined there were enough dove flying over, they would begin to shoot, then us in the middle would try to hit a few, then the guys to the north would finish off what was left trying to seek refuge on the power line on the other property. Worked pretty well, got 20-30ish dove rather quickly.
Heading back to the truck to head home, my uncle saw a dove chancing it to get get some grub. He said "Oop, one more" and popped the dove in the tail feathers with his old bolt action 20 gauge. The bird looked like he was trying to helicopter straight down. I said i would go get him, grabbed my single shot 16 (guess they didn't trust me with anything that would hold more than one shot) loaded my one round and went to get the bird. Being the young lad i was i couldn't tell if the bird was still alive, so i poked him in what was left of his tail feathers with the shotgun barrel. The bird jump up and started flying straight away from me. I drew on him with my single 16 and nailed him in the rear end. He tumbled in the air a bit then crashed in the grass.
Now my older cousin, who thinks he is the biggest southern redneck, saw all this and thought it was awesome and wanted to see what was left of the bird. So now he and i are walking to where it crashed, i loaded another 16 shell and got ready. We get to the bird at the same time, again i can't tell if it is alive so i poke it in what fewer tail feathers he has left......and again he jumps up and starts to fly straight and level away from us.
Slow Motion time.
I see my cousins barrel coming up just a hair faster than mine. I hear his shot just a spit second before i fire mine. Boom..Boom!!!! Then i see the birds ASS, Poof, Poof. He couldn't have been more than 10 feet in front of us getting hammered with a 12 and 16 gauge shotguns. Needless to say, it was a little easier plucking the few remanding feathers off of him, and the breast meat was untouched.
Posted by MarinePMI on 03 January 2015 - 04:55 AM
Personally, I think we are seeing a natural correction; the free market, correcting itself so-to-speak.
The recent drought in supplies and the fear brought on by liberal government has spurred an buying frenzy that has been unprecedented. As a result, many of the big companies have tried to gobble up the smaller ones (very similar to Carnegie's approach to competition). As we all know, the market is slowing down and companies (large ones specifically) have a tendency to react more slowly. Bigger company=>more bureaucracy=>slower reaction time.
Now, can anyone say that they're surprised at Cerberus having issues? I mean, have you seen the crap Remington has been putting out lately? Crooked sight mount holes, barrels screwed in off center, trigger recall from hell. It's sad.
Now here's the rub. We're part of the problem. Everyone wants a rifle that is accurate (at least MOA if not 1/2MOA), functions well and can stand up to some abuse...all for around $600. That's it folks. Companies are driving to meet a cost point that the public sees as affordable, and cutting QC and durability along the way. This is causing people to hold back, or regard that particular company's products as junk, furthering the spiral down of bad or slowing sales.
I think Savage are the only ones raising prices (domestically), and folks are starting to get upset about it. With the falling value of the Euro, we are all seeing a resurgence in sales of european rifles over "American" brands. Have you guys seen Tikkas lately? There's a hell of lot of gun for the money in the T-3's.
Now in comparison, 5 years ago a pound of ground beef was like $1.30 a pound. Now it's well over $3.00 a pound. A 3lb pot roast is now close to $16.00, whereas 5 years ago that was a $4 cut of meat. Inflation has occurred in consumables, but pay and other "luxury" items have not caught up. With the falling oil prices, maybe they never will, and cost of consumables may fall; but I wouldn't bank on it.
Another comparison. In 1996 I bought a new Remington 700 Varminter Symthentic for $680. $680! I can go on Gunbroker today, and buy a new Remington HB SPS in .308 for $580!!! You think quality and cost have been cut?
Then there is the AR party that everyone dove into, and the hang over now, as people wake up the next day and realized they paid $1500 for something that is actually a $800 chunk of cast aluminum and stamped sheet metal parts. I think you're going to start seeing these little mom & pop AR shops going out of business soon as well. Everyone jumped on the bandwagon for a piece of the pie, and now the pie is all gone.
While some of the companies have gotten greedy (and certainly some of them will fail), we the American shooters have gotten greedy as well.
One thing is for sure; we're all going to pay for it (one way or the other).
Posted by Red on 02 January 2015 - 12:50 PM
My rule is, that when I get a new addition an old favorite goes to one of my kids or nephews to keep the shooting interest alive and well. They are happy and ask to go hunting with me. Another hunter is always a good thing.
you wouldn't be looking to adopt would you?
Posted by lunarlithic on 15 December 2014 - 11:47 AM
With the so called logic stated in the lawsuit one would be compelled to sue the State and Federal gov'ts. that did background checks on the purchaser. It was obvious that she had a crazy living in the house and his increasingly erratic behavior should have been picked up by our law enforcement agencies (their thinking not mine).
It states that the 5.56/223 is so extremely powerful that it should not be released for civilian use.....where does that leave the 22-250, 243, 25-06, 220 swift, 219 Zipper? In essence, the 223 is a medium to low power caliber for a centerfire rifle. Even the antique 30-30 is an elephant gun in these peoples eyes.
Finally, making a new bumper sticker to counter the, "Black lives matter." Mine reads, "Lives matter, COLOR doesn't, Don't be a racist"
Posted by 4NDone0331 on 29 April 2014 - 07:23 PM
Hi guys, I finally was able to get this video done. I have been having computer problems and lost my video several times. Then when I did finally get it done (on a trial program) it came out so pixelated that it wasnt even usable. I probably spent 15-20 hours just trying to complete this video, which isnt the norm, I just had A LOT of trouble getting this video finished. I did put slow-mo replays of any notable shots this time. I still have a lot of good footage, so you can expect at least 2-3 more parts in the series. The best has yet to come, the videos should get better and better. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy it, let me know what you think.
Posted by alleyyooper on 25 July 2017 - 12:28 PM
To share with family who like them.
Posted by Alan on 30 April 2017 - 06:31 AM
Copper alloyed plastic ammunition has been around for some time, regardless of the fact CCI has made a big deal about it. All one has to do is look at the specs (velocity, FPE, etc.) to realize they're not the stuff of champions.
As a side light.... One of the driving forces (besides California & company) was Obama's executive order banning the use of lead ammunition within Federal land boundaries. That ban was lifted by President Trump (excluding bird hunting ammunition). It also shows that lead isn't going to be replaced anytime soon, unless the fed releases depleted uranium to be used as a substitute. And imagine what the left wing would say about that!
Posted by Red on 09 February 2017 - 08:35 PM
The 9th circuit court is very liberal. Still I'm hoping & I think they will judge based in law and not legislate from the bench.
oops, wrong again.
Time for McConnell to put Rule 19 in effect and get Gorsuch in ASAP.
Posted by Glen on 07 October 2016 - 01:58 AM
A Morgan coin woulda been sweet to have for sure!! You should post some of your work sometime OH.
Yesterday AM we were setting a cupola on a house roof. I asked the foreman if he ever thought about a cupola on his pole barn since he lives outside of town. He said he would put it on if I built it & re-imburse me the money I have invested in the Cypress. So it's a cupola. And yes I just look at things til something strikes.
We have a lot of old barns around here as well. I imagine some are Chestnut. I just never seem to be driving by any when they are being torn down tho.
A Farmer has a looong windrow of Osage trees. I can have all the fallen limbs I want. It turns on the lathe like a dream & sands baby butt smooth!!
As for the knots I like to get the cheap watery super glue & pour it in the cracks in & around the knots. So far I've had very good luck with that. But only real time,, 10+yrs,, will tell if it really works or knot. << .
Yes I do have a lathe. A Jet mini. I make these on it.
Posted by Bronze Bullet on 24 August 2016 - 01:30 PM
VIRGIN DOVE HUNTING
Aside from what the title implies, there are isn't a species of dove called 'Virgin'. There are however teams of hunters that are introduced every year to the sport of dove hunting and they are indeed virgins. I had hunted all manner of upland birds before my 16th birthday but never any dove. I didn't even own a shotgun before the age of 20, so my wing hunting usually meant a borrowed shotgun. Shortly after the acquisition of a Mossberg Pump 12 ga. with the requisite magazine plug, I put in some time on the trap course and after 2 boxes of empty hulls I felt quite confident that I would put some meat on the table.
A friend of mine had invited me to opening day on his father's farm where they had several fields of silage that was too wet to cut and put up. All together, we 23 hunters scattered ourselves around the edges of the field to defend it against the ravaging waves of mourning doves. We were well spaced so that we could be just out of the hurt if we happened to spray another hunter and since the field was well over 40 acres most of us were well out of anyone else's range. I had chosen a good spot, had a 5 gallon bucket to sit on and keep my lunch & soda in, 8 boxes of shells (per my instructions), and a good view of all directions. I was ready... or so I thought.
I was on the north edge of the field and we had already seen flights of dove all morning, but the season didn't open till noon, so we waited. Keep in mind now, new gun, new hunter, and plenty of ammo. The whistle blew just as a large flight came in overhead and behind me, swooped down from the tree line to buzz the crops at altitudes of 6-8 feet. Shots rang out to my left and right, I was the only one not shooting. I couldn't sight a single bird they zigged and zagged, changed altitude, speed, and direction with equal aplomb and generally left me in complete clusterfluff. Then that flight was gone and the laughter broke out on both sides of me. The clay pigeons at the trap range didn't prepare me for this at all, these dove were screaming in at 40 to 60 miles an hour and doing maneuvers a Top Gun pilot would be envious of.
I tried to shoot the ones coming at me from the other sides of the field but I would lose them amongst the tops of the silage as they dashed and darted. I finally decided, my best bet was to catch them as they came over the trees just before they started their dive to the silage. I composed myself, sighted one in and almost broke my finger compressing a trigger that was firmly blocked, the safety was still on! I regained sight of another and click, you guessed it, chamber empty! More laughter, funny how your buds can hear the click of a hammer falling on air in the midst of pseudo-war on birds. Thirty minutes into it and I hadn't fired a shot.
Freshly chambered round - check, safety off - check, lets shoot a dove - zip. Previous flights had either flown off or been decimated by the wise cracking hunters around me. No problem, still had 4.5 hours left to shoot birds. It wasn't long to wait another flight came in over the trees and I was on them fast, picked one out, gave it a little lead, and just as I touched off that round I realized that my shotgun was almost in the vertical position. I don't know about you all, but there's not much meat on your shoulder at the top and that round felt like someone had hit me with a ball peen hammer and shortened me by at least six inches, good news I had a dove. My Mossberg just had the manufacturers bakelite butt pad on it, and noob that I was, I hadn't even thought about putting a decent recoil pad on it beforehand.
Emboldened by my progress, I started shooting with wild abandon, thinking like my Dad had told me about the Navy in WWII 'throw enough lead into the air and something is bound to run into it'. 5 boxes of shells later I had 6 dove. My Dad was right, I was averaging about 20 rounds per dove. By this time my gun barrel was smoking hot, my lunch was spoiled, sodas were hot, and my shoulder looked liked the sides of beef you see with blue proof stamps - black and blue and red all over.
I could hardly carry my stuff back to the car, if I hadn't taken the time to put a sling on my shotgun it would have stayed in that field. It was a 45 minute drive back home to my new wife that refused to cook (much less eat) anything that didn't look like it came from the store butcher. So, when I got home, I popped the dove breasts off wrapped them up in parchment paper and dropped them in the freezer to eat on the weekend. I showered, fed the dog, and went to bed. My wife had a conniption fit when she saw my bruised shoulder, but loved the deep fried dove.
Hope you enjoyed this tale, I have a few others I will write up when I get the chance.
Posted by Eric Mayer on 02 June 2015 - 05:00 PM
We just published our Ruger Range Report. It includes a bonus groundhog hunt at the end of the video. The article is much more detailed, so please click the link at the end of the video to read the full report.
I will put up some thoughts in another post here in a few minutes.
Posted by 4NDone0331 on 03 June 2014 - 08:29 AM
Got part 3 finished, I had no idea what song I was going to use and I cant remember how exactly I came across this song last night. But I found it and liked it. Im sure some of you guys have heard of the "pink mist", when theres nothing left but a pink mist. If you watch closely some of the slow motion shots show a green mist lol...makes sense for squeaks. As always let me know what you guys think of it.