View Full Version : "ANY DEER HUNTERS HERE?????"
Just wonderin. I LOVE to hunt. Killed two this year, both six pointers. :D :D
sodaknomad
12-27-2002, 02:46 PM
Just wonderin. I LOVE to hunt. Killed two this year, both six pointers. :D :D
You'll have to do better or they won't let you into the "racket." ;D
I don't hunt, but I like venison!
I used to hunt deer until I found something more exciting that shot back. It was never the same after that.
Bassman
12-27-2002, 09:57 PM
I used to hunt deer until I found something more exciting that shot back. It was never the same after that.
One of yer ex-wives shot BACK? ;D
kathleen
12-28-2002, 08:49 AM
Just wonderin. I LOVE to hunt. Killed two this year, both six pointers. :D :D
Do you do it for the fun of killing something or do you keep and eat the meat?
I have nothing against hunting to suppliment or add to one's food stores but I don't agree with sport hunting simply for trophies and thrills.
But that's just my opinion. :)
sodaknomad
12-28-2002, 11:58 AM
Just wonderin. I LOVE to hunt. Killed two this year, both six pointers. :D :D
Do you do it for the fun of killing something or do you keep and eat the meat?
I have nothing against hunting to suppliment or add to one's food stores but I don't agree with sport hunting simply for trophies and thrills.
But that's just my opinion. :)
I hunt only what I eat, and eat what I hunt. No coyotes or jackrabbits for me, there's an open season for them both.
Just wonderin. I LOVE to hunt. Killed two this year, both six pointers. :D :D
You'll have to do better or they won't let you into the "racket." ;D
Well, maby next time. I turned down an eight point the first day waitin on a better one. Next day, two sixers. Oh well. :D :D
I used to hunt deer until I found something more exciting that shot back. It was never the same after that.
One of yer ex-wives shot BACK? ;D
Damn, don't ya hate it when that happens??? :D :D
Just wonderin. I LOVE to hunt. Killed two this year, both six pointers. :D :D
Do you do it for the fun of killing something or do you keep and eat the meat?
I have nothing against hunting to suppliment or add to one's food stores but I don't agree with sport hunting simply for trophies and thrills.
But that's just my opinion. :)
We keep and eat the meat, but I won't lie, there is a thrill in the kill, and the trophy. Just the way it is. :D :D
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee
greenest state in the land of the free
raised in the woods so he knew ev'ry tree
kilt him a b'ar when he was only three
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!
In eighteen thirteen the Creeks uprose
addin' redskin arrows to the country's woes
Now, Injun fightin' is somethin' he knows,
so he shoulders his rifle an' off he goes
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!
Off through the woods he's a marchin' along
makin' up yarns an' a singin' a song
itchin' fer fightin' an' rightin' a wrong
he's ringy as a b'ar an' twict as strong
Davy, Davy Crockett, the buckskin buccaneer!
Andy Jackson is our gen'ral's name
his reg'lar soldiers we'll put to shame
Them redskin varmints us Volunteers'll tame
'cause we got the guns with the sure-fire aim
Davy, Davy Crockett, the champion of us all!~
Headed back to war from the ol' home place
but Red Stick was leadin' a merry chase
fightin' an' burnin' at a devil's pace
south to the swamps on the Florida Trace
Davy, Davy Crockett, trackin' the redskins down!
Fought single-handed through the Injun War
till the Creeks was whipped an' peace was in store
An' while he was handlin' this risky chore
made hisself a legend for evermore
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!
He give his word an' he give his hand
that his Injun friends could keep their land
An' the rest of his life he took the stand
that justice was due every redskin band
Davy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his promise dear!
Home fer the winter with his family
happy as squirrels in the ol' gum tree
bein' the father he wanted to be
close to his boys as the pod an' the pea
Davy, Davy Crockett, holdin' his young'uns dear!
But the ice went out an' the warm winds came
an' the meltin' snow showed tracks of game
An' the flowers of Spring filled the woods with flame
an' all of a sudden life got too tame
Davy, Davy Crockett, headin' on West again!
Off through the woods we're ridin' along
makin' up yarns an' singin' a song
He's ringy as a b'ar an' twict as strong
an' knows he's right 'cause he ain' often wrong
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!
Lookin' fer a place where the air smells clean
where the trees is tall an' the grass is green
where the fish is fat in an untouched stream
an' the teemin' woods is a hunter's dream
Davy, Davy Crockett, lookin' fer Paradise!
Now he's lost his love an' his grief was gall
in his heart he wanted to leave it all
an' lose himself in the forests tall
but he answered instead his country's call
Davy, Davy Crockett, beginnin' his campaign!
Needin' his help they didn't vote blind
They put in Davy 'cause he was their kind
sent up to Nashville the best they could find
a fightin' spirit an' a thinkin' mind
Davy, Davy Crockett, choice of the whole frontier!
The votes were counted an' he won hands down
so they sent him off to Washin'ton town
with his best dress suit still his buckskins brown
a livin' legend of growin' renown
Davy, Davy Crockett, the Canebrake Congressman!
He went off to Congress an' served a spell
fixin' up the Govern'ments an' laws as well
took over Washin'ton so we heered tell
an' patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear!
Him an' his jokes travelled all through the land
an' his speeches made him friends to beat the band
His politickin' was their favorite brand
an' everyone wanted to shake his hand
Davy, Davy Crockett, helpin' his legend grow!
He knew when he spoke he sounded the knell
of his hopes for White House an' fame as well
But he spoke out strong so hist'ry books tell
an' patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell
Davy, Davy Crockett, seein' his duty clear!
When he come home his politickin' done
the western march had just begun
So he packed his gear an' his trusty gun
an' lit out grinnin' to follow the sun
Davy, Davy Crockett, leadin' the pioneer!
He heard of Houston an' Austin so
to the Texas plains he jest had to go
Where freedom was fightin' another foe
an' they needed him at the Alamo
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!
His land is biggest an' his land is best
from grassy plains to the mountain crest
He's ahead of us all meetin' the test
followin' his legend into the West
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!
<Frantically looking for spitoon for wad of chaw'n baccy>
<Gulp> :o
Persephone
12-30-2002, 09:45 PM
Run, Bambi. RUN!!!
I shot this buck once. It was from about 300 yards, iron sights, I couldn't tell for sure what it was, but it went down. So, I trucked myself up the mountain, took forever...turns out it was a forked horn buck, not in season...it was still alive. I killed it. It was a mercy killing. I didn't enjoy it.
Persephone
12-30-2002, 09:53 PM
I shot this buck once. It was from about 300 yards, iron sights, I couldn't tell for sure what it was, but it went down. So, I trucked myself up the mountain, took forever...turns out it was a forked horn buck, not in season...it was still alive. I killed it. It was a mercy killing. I didn't enjoy it.
I have one brother who really like to hunt, but he has gotten to the point where he says things like "I'd like to go hunting today, but if I got anything I'd have a goddamn deer on my hands." Getting lazy or getting old? You pick.
Satan
12-31-2002, 06:15 AM
My friends and I used to go hunting for a week every year. We had a nice little spot down in Eatonton, GA, where we found four HUGE oaks standing at the corners of about a 30x30ft square. We'd wrap the area in heavy-gauge plastic, covering all the top except for a spot big enough to vent the 'indoor campfire'. We'd play poker and drink until the wee hours, then go out just before dawn to snooze in tree stands. Rarely killed anything, unless it was the last day of the trip. Didn't want the hassle of gutting and cleaning to interfere with the partying. Come to think of it, what we really did was go camping with guns, without the wives and kids. ;D
Hell, I'd deer hunt for a living if I could. :D :D
tileman
01-12-2003, 04:46 PM
In defense of the open season on jackrabbits and coyotes; a friend of mine has a small farm that both wreak havoc on at times. We shoot them for a purpose and for fun. Sorry, but it IS fun...........and necessary.
Ah, to be young again. Back in my youth, me and best buddy would drive around all night shootin jack rabbits, and go to work the next day. That night, same thing. ;D ;D ;D ;D
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