Post by: Littlefeather on August 18, 2005, 12:20:00 PM
No pressure Jason :readit: CK
Post by: ber643 on August 18, 2005, 12:22:00 PM
Post by: the Ferret on August 18, 2005, 12:46:00 PM
I know Mike is a heck of a shot...saw him nail a little AZ pig at a "Oh my God, I think he's gonna shoot" distance....LOL
Post by: RayMO on August 18, 2005, 12:56:00 PM
Post by: herb haines on August 18, 2005, 12:57:00 PM
Post by: wingnut on August 18, 2005, 01:14:00 PM
heck it can't hurt us much, it's 96 here today and we are only 5 hours or so north of CK.
Yep looking to test performance on our Moose equipment and knock the rust off a bit. Haven't been hunting since April. LOL
Going with twin WindTalkers, 58@28 with bowbolts. One is Bocote with a Cocobolo swoop and the other is the mirror image. Also taking my new 58" Horne Recurve for Curtis to fondle if it gets finished this afternoon. No pressure Mark. LOL
Got a surprise in a bow sleeve for ol' Curtis also.
We are traveling light with only a tent and the small kitchen. Mickey knows what the big kitchen looks like.
Looking forward to fun in the sun and dead piggies.
Mike
Post by: Marvin M. on August 18, 2005, 01:19:00 PM
Post by: the Ferret on August 18, 2005, 01:24:00 PM
Hey Mike, you and Jason have a good time, stay safe, and watch the sky for aliens dropping in.
Ooohh sounds like Littlefeather is about to have his bow collection enriched ;)
Post by: Joseph on August 18, 2005, 01:30:00 PM
Post by: kyle on August 18, 2005, 03:08:00 PM
Post by: nonose on August 18, 2005, 11:31:00 PM
Post by: cjones on August 18, 2005, 11:57:00 PM
Post by: Yellargnome on August 19, 2005, 08:20:00 AM
Shhhhhhhh, be vewy vewy quiet, im huntin the waskaly piggy, eheheheheheheheheh:)
Thanks for the encouragement guys.
Jason
Post by: JEFFRO on August 19, 2005, 10:19:00 AM
jeffro.
Post by: Shaun on August 19, 2005, 10:20:00 AM
Post by: **DONOTDELETE** on August 19, 2005, 10:25:00 AM
:bigsmyl:
Post by: hickstick on August 19, 2005, 01:48:00 PM
and testing the moose equip?????y'all must have some very big piggies down there :)
good luck guys
Post by: Littlefeather on August 19, 2005, 02:41:00 PM
I feel a story swelling. CK
Post by: Dano on August 19, 2005, 03:36:00 PM
Post by: Hutch on August 20, 2005, 12:43:00 AM
Hutch :thumbsup:
Post by: the Ferret on August 20, 2005, 08:41:00 AM
Post by: Texoma Felton on August 20, 2005, 11:05:00 PM
Post by: Guru on August 21, 2005, 08:42:00 AM
Post by: the Ferret on August 21, 2005, 10:17:00 AM
Post by: Littlefeather on August 21, 2005, 03:01:00 PM
Mike and Jason should be home by around dark this evening. Its gonna take more than just me to bring this pot to a boil. CK
Post by: Hutch on August 21, 2005, 03:06:00 PM
Hutch
Post by: James Young on August 21, 2005, 03:10:00 PM
Wingnut already called me a bit a go.. Might need to add some more ingrediants ot the gumbo.. this is worth the wait..
James
Post by: Littlefeather on August 21, 2005, 07:11:00 PM
Post by: wingnut on August 21, 2005, 07:18:00 PM
Mike
Post by: wingnut on August 21, 2005, 08:39:00 PM
OH not that beginning.
OK, we headed for S. Texas at 10:32 am after a mad dash to Boyd to pic up the new curve. Anyway we finally were off and allowed ourself a little time to get excited.
Five and a half hours later and three stops (dangit I hate stops) we arrived at the intersection Curtis had said to meet him at.
A couple of minutes and a dust tornado came roaring down the road. No small feet since the road was paved. Curtis piled out and we all said out Howdies and shook hands a stuff and off we headed to his pig secret hangout. thirty minutes of NasCar driving later we arrived with all of our paint and fenders attached. (that boy don't let any moss grow on him at all)
Camp went up in a hurry and we made a plan while looking over the place. It was HOT. I mean frying an egg on my head HOT. but Curtis was hardly sweating and looked like he was looking for a sweatshirt to keep off the chill. We set a Double bull on one likely spot and corned the appropriate places.
Back to camp we went and changed to hunting gear.
Jason and I presented Curtis with a new Windtalker with a bamboo belly. He had to shoot it till we showed him the new Horne 58" curve. That boy fell in love and started shooting everything in site. First a unsuspecting dragonfly was darting around the camp. Zip and Curtis picked him out of the air with a bow he had only shot 5 times. I was impressed and put my bow in the truck. LOL
Well we finally headed out to our spots with a couple of hours of light left. It was still about 100 degrees and nothign was moving unless you count the sweat trickling down my back.
Ok Curtis your turn.
Mike
Post by: Van/TX on August 21, 2005, 09:30:00 PM
Post by: cjones on August 22, 2005, 12:51:00 AM
Post by: Littlefeather on August 22, 2005, 06:35:00 AM
The handshakes and small talk were short the afternoon we met. A rev of twin Diesel F-250's and we were off to my lease property where the pig population seems to always be on the rise. We set out to do a once-over of the property and to choose our ambush locations for the evening. Once the minor details were out of the way we set up camp and Mike and Jason presented me with a new Wind Talker of their building. It is one awesome bow. I started flinging arrows till they pulled the Horne recurve from its hiding. Im not a recurve shooter but I immediately had to try the little beauty. I flung a few arrows till a dragonfly cruized by. I swung the bow low, drew and arrow and thwack! Unbelievebly, I ended the unsuspecting bugs afternoon hunt. I would have never mentioned the shot if Mike and Son hadn't been watching from lawn chairs only yards away. Talk about a luck shot!!!
The afternoon Sun hung low as we crossed the open Coastal hay field on our journey into the evening hunt. I was without a doubt that one of us three would be the Victor by nightfall. The evening hunt came to pass and none of us even saw a pig. I think the total deer count stood at around seventeen between all of us. At least the evening hunt wasn't a total bust. We all saw deer.
It was 10:00pm by the time we reached camp. I immediately struck a match and brought the small grill to life. We blackened the edges of some much needed sausage and talked of the pigs we were soon to pursuit under this awesome orange Moon. Tonights full Moon had left the country-side filled with light. We wolfed down the sausages, prepared our gear, and pressed forward into the night and Jasons inevitable future!
Post by: RayMO on August 22, 2005, 07:38:00 AM
Post by: wingnut on August 22, 2005, 07:43:00 AM
Moving slow we kept the wind in our face and strained our eyes to see a few yards further into the dim light. As we approached the half way point of our wander, Curtis got pig small and whispered, "Piggies" We all hunkered and spotted the black shadows moving slowly in the field.
Jason was up, so he was elected by split vote to belly crawl to get the shot. Off he went and did well for a half hour or so but the dang pigs were unethical and slipped into the night. so back to the shadows of the edge and we were back in commando mode. Slipping slowly for another 100 yds and once again Curtis announces; "Big Pig". We sort out the location and spot it by the big oak I had been hunting near earlier in the evening. We plan the stock and once again send Jason to belly crawl the 200 plus yards to try and get the shot.
In the mean time Curtis and I think we see movement on the other side of the field and make a circle to put us in position. Yep it's pigs all right. At least we think it is. So Curtis starts making like a big snake through the 18' high coastal grass and closes the distance to 10 yds. He raises to shoot but stops and reexamines the dark spot that was the target of the stock. Heck he coulda killed that bush too.
Anyway Jason was on a pig, so we hunkered under an oak and spook in whispers til we saw Jason slipping along the edge our way. A couple of locator whistles and we were back together.
Need coffee!!
Mike
Post by: Yellargnome on August 22, 2005, 08:21:00 AM
gotta take my binos next time
Jason
Post by: AZStickman on August 22, 2005, 08:27:00 AM
Post by: **DONOTDELETE** on August 22, 2005, 09:09:00 AM
Nice stalk there gnome. We kin alys use the practice. :thumbsup: :thumbsup:
Post by: Littlefeather on August 22, 2005, 09:31:00 AM
The Sun rose way too early to be rolling from my bunk so I closed my eyes and returned to sleep. A little later we rolled out and headed for a late morning still hunt along the ponds and small creeks that run throughout the lease property. The Bullfrogs are sure to take a beating!
(Mike/Jason) you guys are tellin it great. Please feel free to tell the tale. Im swamped at work for the next few days. Thanks,CK
Post by: wingnut on August 22, 2005, 04:36:00 PM
Well to tell the truth my shooting left a little to be desired as I narrowly missed time and time again. The frogs got so used to my close call arrows that they didn't even jump in the water. They just stayed in the shade til I was out of arrows and jump in when I went to retrieve.
Jason and Curtis had better luck and soon had one each. Well Jason had one and Curtis had "frog envy"
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/mwestvang/frogenvy.jpg)
Not much to eat, but Curtis isn't that big and don't eat much. Good thing we had those two pounds of gulf shrimp to supliment.
Mike
Post by: Marvin M. on August 22, 2005, 04:58:00 PM
Post by: Littlefeather on August 22, 2005, 05:03:00 PM
The day went way too fast Saturday. We awoke late and Jason wipped up some Breakfast. It didn't take long and we were fueled and out chasin critters. Like Mike said, the frogs were stacked up around the ponds so we took a little time to test our skills. These frogs weren't the really big guys that we normally see but lots of fun anyway. As you can see, I got one myself.
We made a quick run to my house on personal business and returned to my lease property. The afternoon meal wasn't anything to balk at. Jason and Mike threw together some rice and garlic stir fried Shrimp while I dozed in my tent. The even hunt was fast approaching and I was having some worries about our chance at success. The animals seemed to be holding tight and not moving about as they normally do. We head off into the evening hunt. CK
Post by: wingnut on August 22, 2005, 06:06:00 PM
The light weight camo went on after a quick shower in the hose. The cool didn't last long and I was sweating before we left camp. We had a couple of hours of daylight left and planned to stick it out til the moon was high in the sky.
Jason and I grabbed our GPS/radios to check in at dark and we headed for our stands. Upon arrival I found that the high winds of the afternoon had turned my double bull upside down so I wrestled it back upright and climbed in. Man it was hot and I adjusted windows to get a breeze comming in.
The darkness came fast and nothing was moving in my corner of the world so I turned on the Rino 120 and keyed the mic to let Jason know I was on the air. He called back quickly and was a bit excited.
He'll be home in an hour from work and i will let him tell the rest of the story.
Mike
Post by: Texoma Felton on August 22, 2005, 07:19:00 PM
Post by: Littlefeather on August 22, 2005, 07:46:00 PM
As the Sun went down I settled in for a long wait. The Moon was gonna rise later this evening but I was gonna sit it out till I got a hog or someone showed up telling me we needed to do some tracking. I like tracking!
As I sat there daydreaming in the dark, I hear a wistle. My first thought was that the guys had left their stand too early. I was thinking "man, they should have hunted another hour at least".
Thats when I heard another wistle with a little more vigor. I think I'll climb down from my tree and see what the ruckus is about. CK
Post by: herb haines on August 22, 2005, 08:06:00 PM
Post by: Jumper on August 22, 2005, 08:23:00 PM
Post by: Hutch on August 22, 2005, 09:36:00 PM
Hutch :bigsmyl:
Post by: AZStickman on August 22, 2005, 09:49:00 PM
Post by: cjones on August 22, 2005, 11:47:00 PM
Post by: Littlefeather on August 23, 2005, 07:23:00 AM
Post by: Terry Green on August 23, 2005, 07:31:00 AM
Coffees about done...I'll expect a pic with my 1st cup....chop chop!!!
Post by: the Ferret on August 23, 2005, 07:35:00 AM
Post by: wingnut on August 23, 2005, 07:38:00 AM
Mike
Post by: Yellargnome on August 23, 2005, 08:24:00 AM
The sun was sinking in the sky as I walked slowly out to my stand. The breeze was a bit stronger that night, and curiously blowing in the wrong direction from where my ground blind was from the feeder. It was a good thing Curtis had already planned for this situation. on the opposite side of the clearing he had a tree stand. I quickly shimmied up the tree, it was a good thing that I wasn’t as big as my dad, I would have never been able to stay in that thing. As small as that stand was I knew my only chance was to take a seated shot if a hog should show up.
A half hour later as my butt clinched on to the metal grate swaying in the stiff wind, the feeder went off. There was only about a half hour before dark, I had an arrow ready for I knew that there was not going to be any better time than this for one of these hogs to die.
Sure enough five minutes passed and I heard some snorting and sniffling coming down the trail that Curtis had told me that they would come from. A lone hundred and fifty pound boar soon appeared out into the clearing, he looked around and headed right out and stuck his head in the tire that Curtis had put corn in the day prior. I raised my bow and started got ready for a shot to present itself. Something startled the boar; he backed away from the tire and looked around. Sure enough he went right back to the tire and stuck his head in it again, this time presenting me with a much better shot angle, then he put his front two feet in the tire too, this opened up a much better shot. I drew the bow back, and let loose my arrow, thhhhhhhhwwaaaaaaacckkkk!
The boar stumbled off down the trail; I heard my arrow break off and then some commotion. I stayed put and waited the wait, it always seems that it takes forever for those 30 min to go by. It was starting to get really dark, so I decided to get out of the tree stand while I could see good enough to find the steps.
I turned my radio on and made a few calls seeing if my dad has his on yet. There was no answer; I started walking back to the truck. About a hundred yards later I heard my dad key the mike, I quickly responded and told my dad I had shot a hog, he said he was on his way. Five minutes later we were reunited and headed off to get Curtis from his stand to help us with he hog.
Well I have to get off to work now, Ill talk to yall when I get home.
Jason
Post by: Yellargnome on August 23, 2005, 08:29:00 AM
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/mwestvang/MVC-012S.jpg)
Curtis congratulates me on eliminating a hog that's been giving him fits this year
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/mwestvang/MVC-013S.jpg)
Dad and me
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v79/mwestvang/MVC-015S.jpg)
Post by: the Ferret on August 23, 2005, 08:31:00 AM
Congrats there young Jason, mighty fine looking hog (pretty bow too!) :thumbsup:
Post by: wingnut on August 23, 2005, 08:45:00 AM
When I got to Jason, he was pretty excited. It had been awhile since he dropped a string on an animal with his longbow. By discription we might have a tough bloodtrail. He said the shot was high and back a little. Typical for a treestand with no practice. LOL
So we walked down the trail towards the truck and passed within 50 yds of Curtis. I whistled at him a couple of times and finally just said, "we got some blood trailin to do!"
He joined us in a couple of minutes. A quick trip to camp for the big lights and we were on the trail. Upon arrival at the stand site, Jason walked us through the shot and the path the hog had taken. It took a minute but there it was BLOOD and a good amount on the side of a bush. (not one of the twins)
We started on the trail quietly and carefully. Curtis lead the way holding his hickory axe handle named "sweet spot". No bows, no guns and no dogs dang this might be stupid.
soon the trail got prety skimpy (common for a high hit) and about 40 yds we found Jason's arrow. Snapped right behind the footing. Looked like about 8 inchs of penetration. There was more blood now, but it was not necessary. On the other side of the tree about 10 ft from the arrow lay a very nice black boar.
Well back slapping, hand shaking and general dancing in the street took place for a couple of minutes. We sent Jason back to the truck for a hunk of rope to help with the drag and Curtis and I reflected on the happenings of the evening.
Turned out Curtis grabbed one leg and me another and away we went. It was a short way to the clearing with the stand and jason and I tossed him in the back of the truck.
Back to camp for cameras and pics, then a quick field dress, skin and butcher job.
Mike
Post by: cajunbowhntr on August 23, 2005, 08:46:00 AM
Now bring on the moose! :thumbsup:
CB
Post by: Terry Green on August 23, 2005, 09:04:00 AM
Many thanks for starting off my morning with a hunt.
Tarzzzzzzzzzzz
Post by: Littlefeather on August 23, 2005, 09:26:00 AM
I love the Moon over the shoulder Hero pics. I just wish my camera would have captured it as beautiful as it was. Absolutely priceless. Congrats again Jason. Come back anytime. CK
Post by: Marvin M. on August 23, 2005, 09:29:00 AM
Post by: Dirteater on August 23, 2005, 10:48:00 AM
Post by: wingnut on August 23, 2005, 11:30:00 AM
Anyway Curtis said to come on down. We did and had a great time. Curtis is a bundle of energy and was really squirmin when I made him sit and talk for an hour on Saturday. LOL
We had a great time telling lies and shooting bows. Even got a nice Hog to boot.
Thanks again bud, we'll for sure be seeing ya again soon.
Mike
Post by: Shaun on August 23, 2005, 01:12:00 PM
Post by: Jumper on August 23, 2005, 01:21:00 PM
Post by: herb haines on August 23, 2005, 03:53:00 PM
Mike you have a son to be proud of -- herb
Post by: wingnut on August 23, 2005, 04:07:00 PM
After seeing them itty bitty tree stands I decided to hunt the ground. LOL
They were at best single cheekers.
Mike
Post by: Horne's Archery on August 23, 2005, 07:34:00 PM
Sounds like you had a great hunt.
Congratulations Jason on a nice hog.
Mark & Sandy
Post by: Van/TX on August 23, 2005, 07:38:00 PM
Post by: herb haines on August 23, 2005, 08:22:00 PM
bet the tree was about 4" around also !! -- herb
Post by: SuperKodiak38 on August 23, 2005, 08:38:00 PM
Post by: AZStickman on August 23, 2005, 09:32:00 PM
Post by: cjones on August 23, 2005, 11:24:00 PM
Post by: JC on August 24, 2005, 07:56:00 AM
Congrats Jason, them dry spells are tough to swaller, glad it's behind you. Good luck to you and Mike while Moose huntin!
Post by: el cazador on August 24, 2005, 09:32:00 PM
(LOL JC, I'm glad to know I'm not the only one like that!)
Post by: Terry Green on August 24, 2005, 11:05:00 PM
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Post by: RayMO on August 25, 2005, 08:02:00 AM
Post by: Tom Leemans on August 25, 2005, 08:19:00 AM
Post by: Dano on August 26, 2005, 12:06:00 AM
:bigsmyl:
Post by: hickstick on August 28, 2005, 09:27:00 PM
I'm working on a five year dry spell myself, hopefully mine will end the same way yours did :)
BTW mike...the first bullet wood/bamboo glue up is coming along well so far. just about to come around to a nice bend on the floor. man does that stuff like to clogg up the nicholson though :)
Post by: wingnut on August 28, 2005, 10:07:00 PM
That's why I never touch it with a rasp. Only edge tools and vixen files.
Mike