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I really enjoy seeing other folks' photos. What are your favorites? Here are a couple of mine. They've been posted before (and one is my avatar), but I like them. Now let's see some of yours and hear a little of the story behind them!
That was taken a couple years ago in NW Alaska on a caribou hunt with Bill Wright and Bill Guderly. Great trip, great guys. I built that little inukshuk on a ridge near our drop camp. It was a welcome sight several times while fumbling home in the fog/sleet/drizzle.
This is my son, Joe, at age six. I wanted to take a photo of him at full draw. I told him to pretend there was a mountain lion coming over our fence. He dropped his kiddy arrow with the plastic vanes, pulled a 2216 out of my quiver, drew back and said, "Now I'm ready." I believed him, too.
South Carolina low country, July 06, hog hunting with Ray Hammond, my brutha of a different mutha. Big hogs, huge grasshoppers!
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When I returned from the days hunting I found this baby squirrel laying on my spare arrows! I had them placed on the desk besides my bed, so that feathers and honed broadheads wouldn't touch anything. I tried to call his mother and placed him in the tree next to my Chalais. Next morning he was gone. Hours later the Squirrel gods paid back, when one appeared 3ft in front of my face, whilst I had already stood for over an hour behind some belly high brush, but otherwise in plain sight of 30 Impala only 40yrds away. Some does had nailed me by that time and now watched that squirrel closely examine the 'strange thing' (in predator camo) behind the brush. The little fellow was chewing heavily and flicking his tail, not sure what I was. For at least a minute he was 'thinking' but made no sound - and then he prepared to jump on my shoulder! Just before 'take off' he decided otherwise and left the scene to the side. The Impalas had watched all that and were now calming down again, because their 'reconnaissance patrol' had signaled no alarm! I didn't got an arrow of though. Just to many eyes and me now unable to move without pain and cramps everywhere - from over an hour of 'freezing' ...
P.S. Woody, I absolutely love your grasshopper pic!
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My son's first hog Couple of weeks after his 12th birthday, and the hunt was a present.
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Getting to meet Ken Beck was a great day for me. Nineteen years ago when I started with traditional gear I didn't know a thing so I called down to Black Widow. They were a great help and I still appreciate the time spent on the phone with me.
A few years ago I went to Kansas to hunt really big bucks. I hunted a stand we called the tomestone. This was almost a mile from the nearest dirt road and over 12 miles from pavement. My stand was 400 yards behind this tree. I went back the week after Christmas 2007 and hunted this stand again. Walking in looking at crystal clear stars I walked to within a few feet of this tree in the pitch black. I've always thought what a nice quiet spot to rest.
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These three knives were made for me through another friend.The knife maker was and is a Thalidomide baby.For those not familier with this in the late 50's and 60's a drug thalidomide was given to thousands of pregnant women in Britain and the U.S.Thousands of babies were born with horrible birth defects mostly no arms.These knives were made by a man with no arms,made by his feet only true story.He hunts,fishes and drives his four wheeler.I gave the two deer handles to my sons-in-law and kept the other at my camp.When I start to complain about my problems I think of these knives and how lucky I am to be able to pull a bow.Kip Posts: 2004 | From: Ville Platte Louisiana | Registered: Mar 2004
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I took this pic of a British Columbia bear before I attempted a stalk on him. I did this in my sock feet. Yes the ground water is still cold in Canada in May..LOL I was able to get 18 steps and draw my recurve on him. Early in the trip and the guide told me that we didn't want this bear. Bears do get bigger the closer you get. Fun, and more fun...
My National Geograpic pic. Canada Moose.
-------------------- "There is no excellence in Archery without great labor". Maurice Thompson 1879 Posts: 2753 | From: Villa Ridge, Missouri | Registered: Apr 2003
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How about a "COULD BE" traditional bowhunting photo - as in, it COULD BE if I COULD just draw a tag Took this one last september. Not too uncommon to run across these in some of the spots I chase elk, and I WILL draw one day. OH, and so you know, the camera was not zoomed in. He was about fifteen yards.
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Woody, Good to see your post. Yep that Inukshuk you built guided me back to camp often. Here is one Bill G took of me overlooking just a small part of our spectacular view. click:
Here is one of my last chance Bull: click:
This last one means a lot today. It is of me, my friend Bob and my very good buddy Fred Kasch. Fred is almost 95 years old and shoots a 45# selfbow, he took 3 animals in Africa about 3 years ago. For those that know Fred, he is not doing so hot right now. Any prayers would be appreciated. I love this guy like he was my own family. This was a happy and proud day for us. I hope we get to hunt together again soon. click:
Bill
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