A wild and crazy 24 hours (pics)

DarrylDB said:
#### Paul, I can see why you guys dont come up hunting with us anymore for rifleseason:p
we dont get too many pigs like that up in Bracebridge, few and far between.
Its nice to see you guys laying a beating on them up there, and your dad connecting on a beast too.
The first Buck I ever saw hunting (and subsequently first case of buck fever)
went right by me, and out past Paul, Keith and they're dad.
It was a tuesday morning, and the rain was pissing down. I was 16, and the guys dropped me off not 50 yards from the road, and told me to watch this ridge. " They'll walk right down the ridge to you" Im like "Whatever, give me the #### run" Im thinking to myself.
So here I am, curled up under a tree whittling, and shivering away, and hear a crunch. infront of me.
I look up, and here is this great big 8 point buck walking right towards me.
So I jump up, and pull up the scope, and nothing but black.
So I pumped two out anyway i guess just to scare him, and the deer gumbooted it back up the ridge, and across the top. SO I could see it, and wanted to cut it off, so I took off down the trail, and as soon as the deer came down the ridge to cross, I fell on my face, and filled my barrel full of mud. A minute later, I hear a few bangs, and sure enough, the deer went out by Paul, his dad, and brother on the far side of the ridge.
The bugger got away, but fell victim to a 45-70 the next morning.
The next year Paul comes out all bright eyed and bushy tailed with his new hunting license and shoots a triple header.


I have a pic from the article we put your brothers buck in back in 2001.
Its a ####ty scan, but you can see how big the rack is.

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I remember that day very vividly. that was the biggest buck dad had ever shot at and even though he'd likely not come any where close to hitting that thing, he had a blast.

yeah we enjoyed those hunts back then but I wouldn't go back to running dogs and doing pushes for anything. I don't think anything compares to standhunting. It has really boring moments, but man when you have that donkey walk in on you without knowing you are there, and you can watch him going about his day, and drop the hammer on him without his heart beat ever getting elevated, that is excitement to me.
 
Im on the other side of the coin. With a rifle in my hand, I like the push up north, where we have to work harder for our animals. Its just a different hunt.
Im blessed with alot of good bowhunting places to hunt, so my first week is allways spent up there for rifleseason. Its more of a tradition now than anything, and some years are thin, and some years are bountiful.
we dont use dogs anymore really, but alot of spot and stalking, and stillhunting. We do things a bit differently up there now, and it pays off.
our doggers usually account for alot of our deer.
 
DarrylDB said:
Im on the other side of the coin. With a rifle in my hand, I like the push up north, where we have to work harder for our animals. Its just a different hunt.
Im blessed with alot of good bowhunting places to hunt, so my first week is allways spent up there for rifleseason. Its more of a tradition now than anything, and some years are thin, and some years are bountiful.
we dont use dogs anymore really, but alot of spot and stalking, and stillhunting. We do things a bit differently up there now, and it pays off.
our doggers usually account for alot of our deer.

Tradition is what it is all about. When you got a good thing going there's no point changing it.
 
simonyzer said:
Im serious..... Do not be precise...........Province would do. just be general.......:p

Somewhere in Ontario, north of Lake Ontario, and south of lake Nippissing.
Generally, Somewhere in there I think they were hunting;) ;) ;) ;)
 
Well done, that group photo is great with you all dressed up ..... your dad's deer is my favorite out of all the nice deer you guys got.

Congrats
 
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