“Your husband is quite interesting”
A common thread here in the wifes home territory. I’m wary of it, because policemen or wardens usually follow closely on the heels of that statement, in my history, but these people actually seem to mean it.
They still stand back a few feet.
I have had to deal with a few varmints here, and while being forcibly disarmed has not made this easy it has been by no means impossible. Actually, the challenge has been sort of fun, and a reminder that ten thousand rounds of ammo will avail you not at all when the attack on your freedoms is not a frontal one, and it never will be. Subterfuge and adapting to materials at hand is always good training. Pity there aren’t bears closer to here, It’d be fascinating to deal with them unarmed using only smarts and available materials, I may have to try to arrange that someday. On a small bear, preferably. Come to think of it, I wonder what the state of Indiana would have to say about taking a deer without a conventional weapon.
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Fire in the hole:
http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=HxQqJbW-ohw
You are summoned.
A club would seem to be the most appropriate choice.
“Come to think of it, I wonder what the state of Indiana would have to say about taking a deer without a conventional weapon. ”
The sleeper hold is unlawful everywhere. But if you do it, post it on Youtube.
“Is this your atlatl Mr. Og?!”
Overheard at an anime convention:
“There are no laws against taking deer with medieval seige weaponry.”
I was thinking more like “dropping from above, naked and screaming”
The only method I know to be outlawed for deer is snare.
I saw one taken with a mountain cannon using grape shot at about 100 yards. Had 5 holes in him.
Don’t know if it was leagal, but pretty impressive.
I wonder…is the front bumper of a ’92 F150 a conventional weapon?
“I was thinking more like “dropping from above, naked and screamingâ€â€
I remember, back in my bowhunting days, being amused at the purists who insisted that the compound bow guys were taking unfair advantage, followed by the ultra-purists insisting that anything more advanced than a yew longbow was to be met with upturned-nose sniffery. Og has taken it where I was always sure that line of thought was headed, although if they had a special bearskin and club season I might consider it.
Ed: fixed.
A college friend of mine invited me along to hunt his family’s land in Arkansas. One afternoon we pulled up to find his cousins had already dressed out a couple of deer and a few feral hogs. Their favorite method of hunting? Lay along a stout oak limb above a bait pile and stab down with a knife blade attached to what was pretty much a ten foot long closet dowel rod.
Rabbit,
At least that method is quiet. When I was a wee sprog in the wilds of rural SW So.Dak My cousin Mel and I learned how to make olde fashyndde IE Biblical slings. From the County shop we obtained steel bearing balls by the coffee canful free for the taking. In a matter of a few weeks we were proficient enough to take jackrabbits in full flight and cottontails as well. Our dads would not allow us to eat the jacks, but cottontails were welcome table fare. Not only is the olde slyngge very easily come by, it can be ungodly powerful. Mel, who is a week older and was ten lbs heavier buried a 1/2″ bearing in the innards of a jackrabbit at approx. 30 ft. Dumped that jack like a pole-axed ox.
So, I wonder what constitutes a legal hunting device in sundry jurisdictions.
Gerry N.
I know law in OK forbids carrying a ‘slung shot'(I checked, they actually mean an old-fashioned sling), but I don’t know of anything says you can’t use it for hunting.
What part did you fix?
I fixed twodogs spelling error.
I read a while back about a cattle rancher who decided to lasso a deer to butcher. He figured if he can handle a full-grown steer he could handle a deer. He figured wrong, deer are, pound for pound, must stronger than cattle and they’re surprisingly aggressive. They also don’t like being roped.
Roped, schmoped. Nobody can survive having three times their weight dropped on them from any substantial height.
Nobody can survive having three times their weight dropped on them from any substantial height.
Please, Please post the youtube. Minus the naked and screaming though. Nobody wants the naked and the screaming will only assure that the deer will be long gone while you hit the ground from “a substantial height”.
I am a bowhunter, so I know a little about hunting from the trees. The cattle rancher story is almost surely made up, but funny nonetheless.
Ah! I thought that was Twodogs saying something to ME.
That’s the problem with having “Ed” as your diminutive. It sounds like a lot of different things and frequently causes confusion.
On the other than, that last part works for me. :D
Here’s something Brigid posted a couple years ago on “alternative hunting implements”
Enjoy…
http://mausersandmuffins.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-redheads-get-bored.html
Lots of ideas. I would not want to jump out of my tree stand on a deer. Now a low hanging branch is a different story.
I did see a video of a guy who had roped a deer and was trying to get it loose. Guy damn near got squashed.
In my sleeping-pill induced haze tonight I’ll attempt to recount my first deer.
I was sinning about 8 feet up in a spindly little red oak with my M70 in .30-06 at the edge of a pipeline right of way that was heavily traveled. A big forkhorn with atrocious antlers came south along the trail and stopped to investigate the puddle of tobacco spit I had scoured around the base of the tree (I’d been up there awhile). At one point I could have had a choice of a point blank contact range head shot or clubbed him. I let him settle his curiosity; he whizzed, and kept moving south. I let him get far enough he couldn’t pick me up in his periperal vision and I whacked him from about 10 feet diagonally down through the lungs and heart. 150 gr. Remington Core-Lokt. He jumped and hauled ass about 100 feet then cut hard back to his left into the woodline (mostly blowdown pine). I clambered down, found a lot of foamy blood and lung tissue everywhere and tracked him. He’d collapsed dead 10 feet into the jump into the downed brush. Took 2 of us to load him. Got 120 good pounds of meat off him for roasts, sausage, and backstraps with a couple of good steaks. You could get all 6 tines inside a small baseball cap, though.
“Because who the hell else around here would have been throwing flint-tipped darts at deer? Once again, Mr. Og, ARE THESE YOUR DARTS?”
“I know a little about hunting from the trees.”
I on the other hand clearly do not, having merely fed my family predominantly on deer for ten years.