Thursday, December 27, 2012

An opinion on gun control

If you have a gun in your house and put a lot of stock in your 2nd Amendment rights, you need to take a half-hour and read this article. This article spells out exactly how I feel, plus it's written much better and is based on much more knowledge and experience than I'll every acquire. Larry Correia put a lot of time, thought and effort into this essay, and we as gun owners should be thankful for his efforts to help defend our position from the left.

Some of our friends on the left may be able to read this with an open mind, but I can guarantee that most rat-bastard liberals will read the first paragraph and likely close the window. Why? Let's face it... liberals hate arguments based on facts and logic, and this article is chock full of 'em.

Do yourself a favor and read it, share it, and read it again.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Merry Christmas, y'all

It was indeed a white Christmas here in south central PA, and was a lovely day overall.

May you and your families all have peace and happiness this Christmas evenin'.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Friday Grind

I'm really diggin' on this song right now. Hopefully the radio stations don't play it out like they do all the other decent new shit that pops up every now and then.

On a side note, I'm pretty sure that everything that Corey Taylor his infinitely badass.

From 2012's House of Gold and Bones, Part 1.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Last minute success

With just two hours of daylight left on the last day of the gun season, Joe and I were pushin' out some cover for Joe's buddy Batts, who had yet to fill his buck tag. We were awful happy to hear those gunshots ringin' out ahead of us on our third push, and even happier when Batts hollered out that he'd hit a nice buck.

There was considerable confusion when we got the deer though... turns out, when you try to shove a .243 bullet through a deer's ears, the horns pop off. He hit the buck hard on the first shot, and was shootin' through some pretty tight cover on the two follow-up shots. Only thing we can figure is the bullet musta skipped off a sapling or somethin' and redirected itself right into the think-tank... Boom, headshot. Since it's only Batts' second buck, and a helluva nice one at that, he's gettin' it stuffed, so the taxidermist should be able to fix that for him. T'was a helluva nice way to end a very successful season.
He held the bones in place for a decent picture.
Over the summer, I was thrilled when a brute of a buck showed up on my trail camera upstate. Upon closer inspection, my little brother noticed what he thought was a droptine, and after drinkin' a few more beers and lookin' at the pic way too many times, he had me convinced.

Unfortunately for us, another lucky hunter confirmed the droptine for us on the third day of the season. I was hopin' he'd make it through for us to chase again next year, but oh well. Hopefully, he spent most of November bangin' lots of does and spreadin' his seed around. He was pretty much a once-in-a-lifetime buck.

We do have an ace in the hole, however... the neighbor to the land we hunt up there shared a trail camera picture of another deer with very similar characteristics, including a lengthy droptine. As far as we know, that buck made it through unscathed.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Big bucks

If you was a brown, four-legged woodland creature around Spring Hill, PA on Monday, you had a bad friggin' day.

Ron, Joe and I all punched our doe tags in the mornin'. Ron saw 19 deer in the mornin', and finally took a big ol' doe with a well-placed shot from his 7mm Short Mag. I broke in my M91/30 Mosin Nagant at first light, and Joe made a beautiful 140-yard shot on a runnin' doe with my Winchester 94 open-sight 30-30. That little shit is the only one lucky enough to put a .30" projectile straight through the top of the heart under those circumstances, but I digress.

Ron decided he hadn't had enough, so he went out in the afternoon and put the smack-down on a big ol' eight-point.

Not to be outdone, Ron's brother Jimmy decided to one-up all of us and whacked a beast of a nine-point on Tuesday, easily taking sole control of the buck pool. The brute had an inside spread of over 19".

A few years back, the PA Game Commission implemented antler restrictions and undertook some pretty drastic policy changes aimed at improvin' herd quality and habitat. I personally ain't about to argue with wildlife biologists, but you shoulda heard all the bitchin' when the new rules were first laid out. There was a lotta gripin' back then, but there seems to be less and less each year as everyone starts gettin' a chance at bigger bucks. Our camp has brought in some of our best bucks in just the last few years, and you'll get no gripin' from us.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Into Week 2

As we're relaxin' here at camp, we're takin' a page from CenTexTim... football on the TV, feet up, bellies full of Shiner and red meat. Or, at least, that's what I hope he's doin'.

We had a pretty borin' day yesterday in the deer woods. Cousin Nate whacked a big ol' doe, but aside from that, not too many of us had much of a chance. Hell, I only saw one deer all day, and that one was 700 yards away, bookin' it across a field. Seems like the neighbors that spend most of the day drivin' out the local woodlots took special pains to drive around and away from us, which sucked for us since we set up specifically to pot-hunt offa those drives.

No worries, though... most of us have ample meat in the freezer already, and since Joe and I have our buck tags filled, we're just tryin' to help out the local farmers by thinnin' the doe population. We'll get into 'em tomorrow.

I hadn't gotten around to postin' pics yet, but Uncle Bill and one of our local friends up here both took nice buck in last Tuesday's snow. Hopefully a few more folks will score here in the second week.

Uncle Bill, two of my cousins and the landowner with
Bill's second day 8-point.

Our friend and neighbor Bryn with his Spring
Hill 10-point.