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Ok hunters....here's your thread...let's leave a mass killings of humans thread intact and use this one for the topic it's designed for eh? I grew up hunting...mostly small game..started out with a Winchester over under 4/10 ..22 as my first one for rabbit, quail, etc...later I used a recurve 47 lb bow for deer...eventually got to use my dad's Savage 308 lever action with a scope for elk but sadly, never got my elk..got .plenty of pheasant, quail, corn fed cotton tails and predators like Coyote though...there was a bounty on Coyote...5bucks for the ears..county .fair money in the fall..was better than shelling black walnuts for 4 bucks a qt at fair time...
 
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I like to kill things by hitting them over the head with a large rock. It's why God gave us hands.

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My father had several shotguns...he liked his Browning 12 guage mostly and his Savage 308 rifle....when he taught me to hunt he would at first give me one round and I had to bring home usually a rabbit before I'd get another bullet...he then took me to a slaughter house to watch a steer get shot with a 22 short and understand what that tiny bullet was capable of doing...then had me watch them butcher the animal...as I started bringing home game he gave me more rounds of ammo but never more than was necessary to get my limit..quail were my favorite..in the cornfields you could hunt a single covey for an afternoon because they only fly about 40 yards at a time..all the small game was good to eat as they lived on walnuts and corn in the fields or mulberries...Iowa rabbits are bigger than chickens..
 
Ok hunters....here's your thread...let's leave a mass killings of humans thread intact and use this one for the topic it's designed for eh? I grew up hunting...mostly small game..started out with a Winchester over under 4/10 ..22 as my first one for rabbit, quail, etc...later I used a recurve 47 lb bow for deer...eventually got to use my dad's Savage 308 lever action with a scope for elk but sadly, never got my elk..got .plenty of pheasant, quail, corn fed cotton tails and predators like Coyote though...there was a bounty on Coyote...5bucks for the ears...fairl money in the fall..was better than shelling black walnuts for 4 bucks a qt at fair time...
My first rifle was a .22LR. I seem to recall a small caliber over under briefly somewhere in my history. Next, my dad gave me his .38 special. Don't remember what happened to the .38. Next came my cherished Sako .270. Has a very long barrel and heavy barrel and very strong action capable of withstanding hot loads. Next, a friend wanted to unload his dad's 20 gauge shot gun. Still got it and the .270. Next a buddy and future Ranger, was getting married and needed a hundred bucks for his Colt Python, .357 Mag, cartridge belt, holster and a hundred shells all for $100. I sold it to a friend for the same $100.

I think I'll get ahold of my old college buddy and sell him back his shotgun for $10. It was given to him by his dad. I wish I had the .357 Mag to sell back to my other roommate, the now retired Ranger, for the same $100 but alas it's gone and so is the friend who bought it from me.

My .22 was used for target practice. I used it once when I was 12 to shoot a squirrel. Shot it's tail off. Dad had to take the gun and kill the little critter. I wanted to use a rock (that's why God made hands).
 
My first rifle was a .22LR. I seem to recall a small caliber over under briefly somewhere in my history. Next, my dad gave me his .38 special. Don't remember what happened to the .38. Next came my cherished Sako .270. Has a very long barrel and heavy barrel and very strong action capable of withstanding hot loads. Next, a friend wanted to unload his dad's 20 gauge shot gun. Still got it and the .270. Next a buddy and future Ranger, was getting married and needed a hundred bucks for his Colt Python, .357 Mag, cartridge belt, holster and a hundred shells all for $100. I sold it to a friend for the same $100.

I think I'll get ahold of my old college buddy and sell him back his shotgun for $10. It was given to him by his dad. I wish I had the .357 Mag to sell back to my other roommate, the now retired Ranger, for the same $100 but alas it's gone and so is the friend who bought it from me.

My .22 was used for target practice. I used it once when I was 12 to shoot a squirrel. Shot it's tail off. Dad had to take the gun and kill the little critter. I wanted to use a rock (that's why God made hands).
Red bushy tailed squirrel live in the walnut groves of my father's farm...the trick to hunting them is patience...curiosity kills them...you wait after they scurry up a tree and they'll always peek their head around the trunk to check you out....head shot every time.my father and his brothers during the great depression used sling shots to hunt squirrel.something barfo hasn't figured out yet..couldn't afford guns or ammo in the 30's..I would never eat these western gray squirrels...they have no meat and look like rats
 
In Iowa hunters never would kill anything wild until after the first frost...it kills the parasites in the blood of the animal...
 
I do hunt deer but I must confess that it's not really "deer hunting"...because if you think about it, I'm 20 feet up in the air in a deer stand wearing camouflaged clothing, doused with a special spray to mask my smell, with a high powered rifle with a high tech scope...but being completely objective, as much as I hate to admit it, that's not really "deer hunting"...it's a fucking AMBUSH.

...for it to be truly deer hunting I'd have to climb up a tree and sit there for hours until a deer comes by, jump out of the tree onto the deer's back, wrestle him/her to the ground, and choke the deer to death with my bare hands...like the caveman or Indians used to do.



...nah... I'll stick with my rifle and simply reassure myself that I am at the top of the food chain.
 
I do hunt deer but I must confess that it's not really "deer hunting"...because if you think about it, I'm 20 feet up in the air in a deer stand wearing camouflaged clothing, doused with a special spray to mask my smell, with a high powered rifle with a high tech scope...but being completely objective, as much as I hate to admit it, that's not really "deer hunting"...it's a fucking AMBUSH.

...for it to be truly deer hunting I'd have to climb up a tree and sit there for hours until a deer comes by, jump out of the tree onto the deer's back, wrestle him/her to the ground, and choke the deer to death with my bare hands...like the caveman or Indians used to do.



...nah... I'll stick with my rifle and simply reassure myself that I am at the top of the food chain.

I don't trouble myself with it any longer.
 
I do hunt deer but I must confess that it's not really "deer hunting"...because if you think about it, I'm 20 feet up in the air in a deer stand wearing camouflaged clothing, doused with a special spray to mask my smell, with a high powered rifle with a high tech scope...but being completely objective, as much as I hate to admit it, that's not really "deer hunting"...it's a fucking AMBUSH.

...for it to be truly deer hunting I'd have to climb up a tree and sit there for hours until a deer comes by, jump out of the tree onto the deer's back, wrestle him/her to the ground, and choke the deer to death with my bare hands...like the caveman or Indians used to do.



...nah... I'll stick with my rifle and simply reassure myself that I am at the top of the food chain.
I can shoot a buck off my deck without any gear....everday..hell I can walk within 4 ft of them...when I hunted as a youngster I'd sit on a hill upwind at 4am and wait for them to drink in the pond...take them easily without all this high tech gear.with a rifle or a bow..no trees, no blinds...just patience ..my father claimed that a deer drinking in the early morning has the sweetest meat...no adrenaline in the bloodstream
 
I stopped hunting after the war....in the 70s my hippy neighbors would bring me fresh deer roadkill for free all the time...they were mostly vegans and I knew how to dress a deer and tan the hide...I ate a lot of those deer but only if they were still warm and not messed up in the guts
 
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