How many Nomads are hunters?

A very recent thought occurred to me. How many Nomads hunt?

(I know some are stalkers. :rolleyes

Here is photo from a recent hunt from Baja. Some here may even recognize my chocolate lab and golfing partner, Cheyenne. We flew from Mulege to Navajoa and Los Alamos to hunt just-harvested millet fields and other stubbles with an old friend and licensed outfitter.

We have a couple of Nomads who join our Up North fall hunts...one who has bought a farm there and enjoys great pheasant and deer hunting. We can always find room for more.

Pompano, Do I hunt?! You bet!

Wild Boar on Catalina Island

Of course it does, Dennis. How many shots does it usually take there?

Oso, me too. A beautiful Winchester .410 pump was my first shotgun when my father figured I was ready. It was a real coming of age thing. Lots of nights spent breaking that most prized possession apart, cleaning, lightly lubing, and polishing the wooden stock and forearm with crushed walnuts. I went on to own several Winchesters over the years. Model 93, Model 12, Model 1200, autos, singles, 0/U Model 101, and host of others...from .410 to 10 ga. lever action cylinder..collector items now.

I KNOW you are right about the newer methods of zero fenceline farming. We are fortunate that our areas where we hunt in Baja and the mainland still practice lots of no-till and leave lots of cover for the birds to roost and use for thier routine travel. Pheasants will always run along that cover line. They need cover as much as they need water.

Same with dove, quail, and chukar.

Hmm...maybe we could convince some rancher/farmers to stock pheasants in Baja? Might open a whole new industry.

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Gypsy Jan,

Great tale! Boar/bore indeed!

I always like reading your Nomad name. My favorite lab was named Gypsy. She was with me for 15 years..through all kinds of weather, foreign countries, and hunts. Her first trip to Baja was 1973 when she was just a mere pup.

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Here's my old gal...I sure miss her.
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Gypsy Jan..so..bow hunter, eh? I grew up bending a short Browning 52lb recurve...called The Hunter...I used broadheads with razor inserts. Long before compounds appeared. Whitetail, muleys, and antelope were our main gamefare, but we had many grouse, fools hen, rabbit, and wild turkey dinners.

Bowhunting whitetail as a teenager, I kept so still in the woods that the squirrels would sit on my head. Well, maybe 'not quite' that still.. But when a teenager all your senses are incredibly alert and I heard, saw, and sensed everything in the wild very acutely. Later requirements were a lot easier because of my family's hunting tradition. I imagine your boar hunts at night pumped a little adrenalin thru the veins? And the bar bores made you yawn....

My luckiest moment as an archer came at our Badlands camp when I surprised myself and my brothers hitting a startled jackrabbit on a sizzling run... at 30 yards using a blunt normally used for camp grouse. That jack was a lot tougher eating than the grouse and cottontail, and my older brothers were not impressed with my contribution to the menu.

We brought bows to Baja later, although they were compounds and strictly for target shooting in the backyard.

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With five Uncles from Louisiana, there was no way one could survive in my family without knowing two things: Shoot a gun and tie a fishing line. Both were done with my Mother's utmost disapproval. (There is also a three and four but they involve alligators.)

At a local gun range in Rocklin, California I met three great good ole boys that showed me the best pheasant hunting within a ten-mile circumference of Sacramento. Not really a good marksman, I think they just took me along because they always brought down more than their limits.

Hunted and fished there, Ken.

Yes Ken, I've hunted that area and fished quite a few of the lakes around there, too. Years ago some Posada residents and I flew a small plane over to Navajoa and then flew further with outfitter, Oscar Santandar, to some of the best whitewing and quail shooting on earth.
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We used mostly harvested millet fields, had great retrievers (my young eager beaver was Francisco), and shot .410 pumps. The nearby marsh goose/duck shooting was top rate. (But not as good as we have Up North..nothing beats that.) Also went pig (javelina) hunting with a .22 long rifle Remington Nylon auto. The largemouth bass in the lakes were huge and plentiful. Lots of action, but not my favorite eating fish, so it was just catch-release.

I agree on the numbers in those whitewind flocks...simply a wonder of nature. I always look forward to going back to the mainland hunting. A good friend of mine here in Baja has also made good on a couple of desert muley hunts to Sonora. We will be going back together later this fall/winter.






Debindesert, your background sounds very familiar to me. If there were ever a non-hunter or fisher'person' in our family tree, they were long ago expelled. With my family's lifestyle and the closeby environment my path was predictable, as was your own love of the wilderness/desert, it seems. I know I would not trade being raised as a 'Huck Finn' for a lifetime cabinloft at Yankee Stadium...(unless of course, it has free Pacifico!!)

Hunting/fishing/the outdoors has always been a major part of my life..since first memory. Like I mentioned, growing up in the country and wilderness, coupled with hunting-ancestor tradition, it came with the turf. It's our culture and it's our good business to sustain nature to repay us in kind. Hunters who are not conservationists never hunt with me long or twice.

Not without certain benefits, besides a good meal. Sometimes, a few non-hunting city contractors who came out to make bids on some project were a little leery of the guy who sat behind this desk. Who knows, maybe that's why I got all those good deals.


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Hunting for 48+, fishing for 57+.

Yep, one post newbie here, but will probably meet a number of Nomads in the next few years. Pulling the plug on the hard labor this year. Just cyber work, HD video, hunting all season, then diving and fishing the rest of winter til the dorado are biting before turning back North. I'll have a ton of Q's as time goes by - I'm extremely thorough in my research efforts and planning methods. So bare with me. But enough for now.

Here is Jake at 9 weeks on his first spruce grouse hunt in Alaska. Sept. '05


Here is Jake in the exact same spot, one year later Aug. '06 at 13 months.


And his first 8 duck limit three weeks after the above shot.


And a classic shot of my bud showing what he thinks of the young bull moose in our yard this past winter. NO FEAR!


He'll be three in July. Bred as a Pointing Lab out of Ellensburg, WA. This fall the plan is to join a 20,000 acre dove/pheasant/duck/goose hunting club in Sacramento Valley and get fit hunting our a**es off. Then off to Baja after the 1st of the year with a Vagabundos caravan to get oriented all the way down to Cabo. Then follow the temperature line north with the fish. Zodiac, dive gear and compressor, Polaris 6x6, fishing gear, etc. With the cost of fuel my thoughts have started turning back to a 30'+ sailboat dragging a fishing skiff for exploring the SOC during the winter. So I'll have a lot of info to gather from all you mentors, gurus and masters.

Keep your powder dry and your nose to the wind~!

-KK-

That Ellensburg breeder has got to be proud! I don't think I've ever heard of / seen a Lab point a moose before My buddy, Mason, is the first Lab I've had that won't show any interest in playing ball. Before I moved down here I use to hunt E. Wash, Wapato for pheasant, quail, dove and a few ducks. I think Mason is a handsome chocolate but it is really a stretch to call him a retriever. He sometimes points though.

Late 40's and 50's prices of shotguns

You can't imagine how good it is to find like-minded sportsmen here. Brings a whole new dimension to the forum. I first hunted Baja in the El Rosario region...quail, dove, deer, and managed not to shoot any goats.

I found some old magazines and catalogs squirreled away at my hunting shack. They took me back to my childhood days and I framed them. Take a good look at those old prices.....wow! What would they go for today? 20-25 times that much.

I wonder how many of these shotguns and rifles made their way to Baja back then? Every rancher I have ever met in Baja and the mainland has a shotgun, a .22, and a 30-30 or two. I never bring guns or ammo to Mexico because it is just too much red tape and worry. If asked, I would advise against it. My amigos and I use the services and equipment of licensed outfitters, of which there are many.

Here's a pic of one page from the old catalog. (Got fishing ones, too. Now there's some collector items!!) Wouldn't you love to find a sporting goods store today...with these bargain prices on collecters? I could fill my other 2 walls at the shack up north.

Is this shack just off I-8 by Elensburg?

mulegemichael, Most of those "Mulege Dodos" have migrated north.

Sorry, no trophy pics, but here she is!

A really beautiful gal, Deb.

Your chocolate Emalou probably looked a lot like my Cheyenne when she was a pup.

It's amazing how quickly a puppy can train a human.

Remember the song by Aerosmith?.."The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue."

Way Up North

No, Russ...that old line shack is way Up North. Lots of structures with 'character' in our neck of the woods, which is why we like it.

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Boots set out.

Thanks George. He told me he'd be on the porch, looking over my shoulder. Godspeed, old amigo.

Am now on the Olympic peninsula at the memorial and hooked online today for this quick post.

Here's what the Baja crew looked like in 1978 hunting at my place near Lake Metigoshe, ND. Snows, honkers, and greenies were the main fare with over 4000 full decoys in the fields. Whew..that got us up early in the a.m.

I could fill a few pages with accounts of the hunts and camping trips aquaholic and I took over the years in Baja Sur, but will have to do that another time. Suffice to say, we lived the times and kept the memories in our hearts.

Am heartened to see that I am in good company with the many 'hunter' nomads responding to this thread.

3 veteran Baja hands: biologists-outsdoormen-hunters-fishermen-conservationists-compadres all.

Hunt well, aquaholic.

'aquaholic' - 'Indian Joe' - 'The Purple Sage'

I think it's the girls that do the hunting there, in fact one of them is known for her poor typing cause she's a huntanpecker

WHY HUNT OR FISH?

Around our fire for the last few weeks, we have been discussing the future of hunting and fishing.

We are a varied bunch. To some it seems contradictory; to express respect, reverence, even love for an animal or fish that you pursue, hunt, kill, and eat. It’s true that this seeming contradiction is as hard for hunters to explain as it is for non-hunters to understand.

For me, and quite a few of my amigos, it is second nature to hunt and fish. But to explain coherently 'why I do' is often touchy ground when asked by a friend who is a non-hunter/fisher. I will always respectfully try to explain, even to a newcomer, but the answer is too complex for a short conversation. Part of it may be that it takes a life experience and the varities there are countless. I think back to what my father's reply often was when asked by flatlanders .."If I have to explain it to you, you would not understand anyway."..and that was always good enough.

Times are ominous for hunting and fishing these days.

Henry David Thoreau, in the great classic Walden, wrote:

“Go fish and hunt far and wide day by day -- farther and wider -- and rest thee by many brooks and hearth-sides without misgiving. Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth. Rise free from care before the dawn, and seek adventures. Let the noon find thee by other lakes, and the night overtake thee everywhere at home. There are no larger fields than these, no worthier games than may here be played.”

Thoreau spoke for many hunters (and fishermen) in those words, hunters who hunt not solely for the meat, or for the company, but for the ageless, timeless experience of the hunt itself. If Thoreau had ever found Baja, I wonder where he would call Walden's Pond?

Any new hunts out there? Or hunters?

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The versatile and trusty Daisy BB gun.
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Dog seeking hunters will work for kiblets

Esteban..

Your dog, the Small Munsterlander, certainly resembles both a spaniel and a setter. A very handsome looking pointer, that I will assume is also a good retriever?

I have visited Munster, Germany a while back, where, as I just read, this breed originated. Seems to be quite rare in the Americas.

We hunt quite a bit with shorthairs and pointing labs. Would love to have you join us with your dog for a hunt or two. Baja and Up North. Our season starts Up North about Sept 1st and we have a few nomads that join us for dove, pheasants, sharptail grouse, partridge, sage hen, ducks, and geese.

Again, nice dog! I found a photo of one:

chukar hunting

We be chukar hunters with pointing dogs.

Hunt on foot and also on horseback with a pack animal (carries 2 crates, 2 Brittanys on the pack animal, 1 Brittany out runnin'), hunt God's country of the eastern Oregon high desert or the Snake River canyon-wear out dogs and horses and suck on a drink in the evenings after a day of CLASS dog and bird work. Then again there are those days where it is 10 degrees F., the snot has frozen dripping outta yer nose, there's 8" of snow, and its so steep that everytime you shoot at birds that have been really holding tight you FALL DOWN because its SO icey!!!!

For us its not abt shooting the birds, its about working the dogs! Chukar dinner is just icing on the cake after a great day with the dogs we've raised, trained and developed a relationship with.

Chuker

Ridgeline chukars..and lowland gobblers

Great accounts of chukars and hunts, thanks.

Both great gamebirds that live in such different environments. A few times hunting those high country chukars with pointers and flushers who really got into finding the birds, I thought my hunting chums might have to bury me up there...tough going for me these days. But I still go. Like going to Baja, you can't live well without it.

Now for a slower and slightly bigger bird...

This flock of wild turkeys lived in our shelter belts and tree stand, but we never hunted them. Just fun to look and listen at times...right? I shoot with a camera a lot more these days, but I still hunt the outside toms for the table. What would a Thanksgiving wild game dinner be without turkey?

In the long run, men hit only what they aim at.

I am a gust hunter!

Vegetarians rule,
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Simon is a young dog (2 Years) but doing very well in his development. We had a set back with the lousy season this year. I was counting on the Northern Baja Quail for him to learn on. He Pointed 14 Pheasant in 2 hours on a recent "Canned Hunt" at Ace High Adventures near Harris Ranch. I am hoping I can get with you and others while I am at my place this fall near Colonett. If I was the retired guy I am waiting 6 and half years to be I would be all over working him with you up north. I am working towards his NAVHDA Utility test. He scored a prize one and 108 points out of a possible 112 when he was 14 months for his Natural Ability Test. You can read more about the tests on the Navhda.org website.

Wonderful hunting dog and a great record.

Thanks for that, estabanis. I read all about the competition and only wish to have been there in person. I hope you are destined to have many good years with your Munsterlander and can join us in Baja, ND and Montana for a few hunts.

Dogs certainly do add to one's life experience. Been fortunate to have had them all my life and they've been good friends all. Here's just a sample of a few I have hunted with in Baja.

HUNTING is my ultimate passion in life.

Since I was about 9, I started killing squirrels and doves in Tennessee with a .410 bolt action. And now I hunt mostly with my Bow.

I shot this buck in Oregon (Steen Mountains) in Sept of 08. He scores about 210 gross.





Happy hunting

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Forgot to mention coyotas and mountain lions

A little BL spelling

THIS COYOTE...

..was Lucky, our Coyote Bay resident coyote a while back.

Nobody would think to shoot such a character, but he had to go eventually.

Some cats started to disappear.

So we trapped him, hauled him, (to Coyote Nirvana), and set him free.
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Hunting Quail, Pheasants, Partridge, and Dove in Baja and Navajoa

Can you hunt pheasants in Baja? Yes, believe it or not there are ring-necked pheasants in Baja..northern Baja to be precise. You can find pheasant hunting about 2 1/2 hours from San Diego in the Mexicali Valley. Many years ago, the Chinese introduced these beautiful birds when they were brought into the area to work on building irrigation canals. The birds prospered in that great environment and populations have been growing ever since.

The hunting method is the same as elsewhere in North America. You walk, with retrieving and pointing dogs if possible. All on private land. Over 80,000 acres of sorgum, alphalfa, and milo fields offer great wing-shooting oportunities as do the heavy covers of brushy ditches adjoining the fields. Roosters love brushy fencelines, too. You will usually flush and shoot your limit of pheasants by noon lunch.

The weather can be anywhere from 35 to 80 degrees, and that can be very hard on dogs, so well-trained bird boys are employed instead. Forget about heavy clothing, gloves, or raingear.



Dove shooting is fast and furious in the afternoons with pass shooting being the most popular. The birds are flying to and from water holes and feed. We used the outfitter's .410 pump shotguns for a good afternoon of these whitewing doves. We have booked with Baja Hunting a few times in the past with great success. Baja Hunting was founded in 1989 by owner Arturo V. Malo




We have also flown from Mulege to Navajoa on the mainland to sample the great dove field shooting available there through our guide/outfitter, Oscar Santandar. Desert mule deer, peccary or javalina hunts were also offered, along with quail and ducks. Truly a quality hunt with a knowledgable and professional guide. He is almost always booked 2 years in advance.

Turkey and bear season open next week up here in the north woods of Idaho.

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Originally posted by Pompano Quote: Originally posted by Gypsy Jan In my salad days (when I was just a young sprout), I was a pretty fair archer and the boys would take me out on midnight hunts to bring home the main course for the luau. Nowadays, I just avoid the bores (in pubs). Gypsy Jan, Great tale! Boar/bore indeed! I always like reading your Nomad name. My favorite lab was named Gypsy. She was with me for 15 years..through all kinds of weather, foreign countries, and hunts. Her first trip to Baja was 1973 when she was just a mere pup. . Here's my old gal...I sure miss her. . Gypsy Jan..so..bow hunter, eh? I grew up bending a short Browning 52lb recurve...called The Hunter...I used broadheads with razor inserts. Long before compounds appeared. Whitetail, muleys, and antelope were our main gamefare, but we had many grouse, fools hen, rabbit, and wild turkey dinners. Bowhunting whitetail as a teenager, I kept so still in the woods that the squirrels would sit on my head. Well, maybe 'not quite' that still.. But when a teenager all your senses are incredibly alert and I heard, saw, and sensed everything in the wild very acutely. Later requirements were a lot easier because of my family's hunting tradition. I imagine your boar hunts at night pumped a little adrenalin thru the veins? And the bar bores made you yawn.... My luckiest moment as an archer came at our Badlands camp when I surprised myself and my brothers hitting a startled jackrabbit on a sizzling run... at 30 yards using a blunt normally used for camp grouse. That jack was a lot tougher eating than the grouse and cottontail, and my older brothers were not impressed with my contribution to the menu. We brought bows to Baja later, although they were compounds and strictly for target shooting in the backyard. . edit to add photos [Edited on 12-11-2008 by Pompano]

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Hunted chukars in the high desert of eastern Oregon near the south fork of the John Day river. Got plenty of exercise. When you get 'em up you better not miss.

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Originally posted by Pompano Of course it does, Dennis. How many shots does it usually take there?

...and is the game edible

durrelllrobert, Turkey hunting is a great sport, calling 'em up close making those "stupid noises" is a real challenge. And it does indeed get cold waiting on that deer to come by, but that's the way is back east. If my hunting was limited to Maryland/Virginia I'd probably give it up also.

Not much of a hunter,although have done some. Deer, bear, pheasant, dove etc. here 2 ,to me, funny anecdotes.
Had a friend who raised pheasants and ran a club out of Sacramento. I couldn't hit the broadside of a barn, although I had plenty of chances at that club. Suckers started to make fun of me, and at one time, while we were releasing fresh birds to the clubgrounds, they made me an offer.
" Get ready Van, and lets see if you can hit this one " and they threw a fresh rooster into the air. And I still managed to miss the sucker. Oh well !! Lucky bird. Rather have chicken any time.
Did draw a shoot at one of the large refuges in northern Ca.
Rainy, nasty fall night. Got on the refuge in the early morning dark. No idea where to go. If you listen to other hunters, mistake, they don't want competition, and send you to a wrong location. Had a canvas folding type of stool, borrowed from a friend. First shot, canvas broke, and since we were in about a 11/2' of marsh water, I did get rather wet. Only bird I hit that day, landed about 6' away and apparently managed to grab onto something underwater, since I never did get to see it. Only thing I ended up with was a pneumonia, which lasted for a week or so.
Also, ruined the tranny in my truck, driving logging roads while deer hunting, fell into the American River while tryig to clean up at the end of the day.
Have a few, even better ones, but to long for this forum.
And now for all the REAL hunter comments...........

vandenberg, You're a REAL honest hunter.

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Originally posted by vandenberg Not much of a hunter,although have done some. Deer, bear, pheasant, dove etc. here 2 ,to me, funny anecdotes. ... .... Had a friend who raised pheasants and ran a club out of Sacramento. I couldn't hit the broadside of a barn, although I had plenty of chances at that club. Suckers started to make fun of me, and at one time, while we were releasing fresh birds to the clubgrounds, they made me an offer. " Get ready Van, and lets see if you can hit this one " and they threw a fresh rooster into the air. And I still managed to miss the sucker. Oh well !! Lucky bird. Rather have chicken any time. ..... Have a few, even better ones, but to long for this forum. And now for all the REAL hunter comments...........

Ed...I feel your pain. We've all been there one time or another. ONE thing I can tell you for sure, though...

YOU MUST STAY ALERT! BE READY TO TAKE THE SHOT!







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Hola Jim....Certainly know what you mean about taking the best shot for a particular condition.

Per the photo above...Once, Nomad aquaholic was alongside me when I long-distanced a nice fat muley..and, as luck would have it, a ledge gave way, and it ended up at the bottom of a very steep canyon. One side of his rack had busted off...but we're venison shooters, racks are just a plus.

We worked our way down and looked the situation over.

Grim..grim..grim. The haulout was gonna kill us for sure.

Now Aquaholic always had a great sense of humor..and captured this moment by saying, "Hey, LongRanger...Hungry?..Let's build a fire and have breakfast..lunch..and then DINNER!"

We were a couple of tired young guys when we finally got that deer back to the Blazer. Made some terrific speekachut later that week, though...mmm.

THE LAST ANIMAL I EVER KILLED. NEVER AGAIN!

900 PLUS YARD SHOT. MY BEST EVER AND MY WORST EVER!

Yeah save those shots for Osama Bin Laden and his pals!

Don't get me wrong, David. I respect 'your' decision. You are a good man to have done so.

True..the kill is the culmination of hunt. We're not fishing here; there's no catch-and-release option, it's all or nothing.
The kill is not the bottom line reason for the hunt, but it cannot be removed from the equation.

There are many types of hunting, but only one real type of hunter. The true hunter is respectful of others and of their property. He has great respect for his prey, and will never, ever shoot when he doesn't reasonably expect to kill cleanly.


Having said that, there is still one helluva lot more to hunting than the kill. This is what I think you have found out, David...and I'm sure you are satisfied with that. I applaud you.

You know about the other benefits that hunting brings:



Kindred spirits who love nature..creating strong friendships that span lifetimes.

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An appreciation for the comical aspect of nature.
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Heritage. Father-son relationships strengthened.
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...and always great incentive to decorate your decoy trailer.

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Yeah..you'll be out there enjoying it all as much as any of us..even if you don't shoot anything.

I bet the youngster in the picture with the birds got a good talking to on gun handling after posing with the gun barrel leaning on his belly.

Has anyone ever talked to you about that phrase?

Oh, yeah....I remember now.

YEAH BUT WE ARE STILL FRIENDS....
well we both like wine anyway...and i like mexicans - so... ?? go figure! hahahaha.

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Originally posted by LancairDriver I bet the youngster in the picture with the birds got a good talking to on gun handling after posing with the gun barrel leaning on his belly.

Good morning, LancairDriver,

Yes, be sure he did..but in his defense, it was a Red Ryder lever action B-B rifle. Even at that tender age the kid knew it had to be c-cked to fire that deadly round into his entrails.

I still have that pellet rifle. A real doozy. Now if I only had the woody wagon to go scouting in, I'd be a happy hunter.

hey Pompano;
Another Minnesota/Midwest boy huh !
I was down in Hastings,by the twin cities.
Yea,,,them Walleyes !!! God I miss em ! Fun to catch,even better to eat !
Yep,,,ND's got the best Pheasant huntin ever!
Deer,,,300#'s...not uncommon,here in SD...they taste like the sage bush they eat and your lucky if ya get 100 #'s dressed.

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Originally posted by cj5orion hey Pompano; Another Minnesota/Midwest boy huh ! I was down in Hastings,by the twin cities. Yea,,,them Walleyes !!! God I miss em ! Fun to catch,even better to eat ! Yep,,,ND's got the best Pheasant huntin ever! Deer,,,300#'s...not uncommon,here in SD...they taste like the sage bush they eat and your lucky if ya get 100 #'s dressed. Dont know if a pic uploaded or not ? preview post doesnt show it ? I created a baja nomads file just to downsize some pics for uploading ?

All of my relatives on my mothers side are from the Ely, Virginia, Hibbing area where I used to spend summers and where the walleyes rule. My great uncle was Billy Rum, the famous boundry waters canoe outfitter.

SAN JUAN DE DIOS 43 YEARS AGO