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With no chance for success, you would not hunt. Without the prospect of failure hunting would have no merit. I don't hunt to kill, I kill because I hunt. Remember a moderate hit is lots more effective than a high powered miss. Best of luck.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

GETTING READY



I am so excited to go hunt chizzlers.  I asked the Supreme Commander if she wanted to go sight in and practice shooting the chizzler rifles yesterday.  She said "YES".  We went out to practice at 25, 40, and 60 yards.  She did really well.  She has gone with me to help Iron County, Utah agriculture in the past years.  Now, she is retired from teaching elementary school kids in 2nd grade after 25 years of service.  It is time to go back to her farm girl in Idaho roots and help out local agriculture in a new way.

I am trying to teach her to load her own magazines and take care of her own issues while shooting vermin.  I really can't be interrupted when I am in the middle of a death dealing session in the alfalfa field.

BASICALLY, I can hardly wait for the season to begin . . .
It is always better to use targets that approximate the intended game therefore the following are presented from the Supreme Commander's practice session.  25 rounds fired, 25 on target -- kind of.

Monday, January 15, 2018

JUST IN CASE - - -

I can understand some different languages.  Send comments or ideas in English, EspaƱol, Portuges, Frances, or Italiano.  I do my best to translate and publish. Thanks, gracias, gracia, merci, and gracia.  {I have been studying via my phone on Duolingo.com   Look at the devious things I get into when I can't hunt vermin.}

Thursday, January 11, 2018

I HAVE A FEVER . . . I WANT TO HUNT CHIZZLERS !

I have a fever, I really want to go hunt chizzlers.

I have just had a great fall big game hunting season.  I should be looking at photos and eating elk steaks while smiling contently at my great fall harvest season.  I did get a nice 78+ inch antelope buck and a spike elk with my son matching my effort in the Book Cliffs, that is 2 elk!  I have had a great Thanksgiving with family and friends.  Christmas was beautiful here in Southern Utah.  Bright sunny days and grandkids playing in the yard.  Lots of dark chocolate.  I should be realizing I am super blessed to live the life I do with the great family and friends I have.  I guess I do realize it, but I WANT TO HUNT CHIZZLERS.

I asked Bounty Hunter 6 to go with me  out in the desert to practice shooting our chizzler rifles the other day.  He quickly agreed.  We even took one of Mr. Bob's out of moth balls and shot it for him.  The rifles were spot on.  We were able to hit paper targets and clay pigeons from 50 to 125 yards without a hitch.  I had thought some target practice would ease my fever but alas I only made me more anxious to get out in the alfalfa fields of Iron County to shoot the famous "Chizzleramos Maximus Humori".  Clay pigeons don't make that splat sound when you hit them with a .22LR or a .17 HMR round.  Nor do clay pigeons do the break-dance of death when they are finalizing their earthly experience thanks to a well placed rimfire round.  I was OK with emptying out some rounds down range.  I just want more.  You know more -- splatting sounds and more break dance of death entertainment.

We have had a mild winter in Southern Utah.  I think the chizzlers will be out very early this spring.  Last year Bounty Hunter 6 and I went to "scout" and ended up hunting in late February.  I hope for the same this spring.  I will keep you informed via the blog of all blogs.