Matt, Aaron, Jay, and me made our way back to Frankfort to kayak Elk Horn creek. Matt, Aaron, Jay, and me made our way back to Frankfort to kayak Elk Horn creek. Matt and I demoed a couple of new kayaks. I now know why there $1000.
This was my trip to Frankfort KY Elk Horn Creek. Elk Horn stays pretty calm, but after a good rain it can make things a little more exciting. This is where we eddied out after turning the boat.
I can honestly call this the worst year of deer hunting. It was opening morning when this 5 pt buck wondered his way off the ridge down in to the same valley I had hunted the year before, following the scent of my VS1 rub I had set. I was hidden behind a makeshift blind I had set up. Once he realized he had been tricked by the Boarder Crossing VS1 stick he started back towards the woods. Not before I could get my gun up. With one shot this 5 pt basket rack buck hit the ground. This was the only deer taken off this Wolf County farm this year. The worst deer season ever.
This was my first turkey shot in my own backyard during spring shotgun of 2009. Dad and me had heard these turkeys just about every morning. I setup on the feince line and waited. once I heard the first gobble I started calling them in. they came up behind me and crossed the feince at the top of the hill. I waited for a chance to get my gun up. I got the bead on the bigest one and shot. Now I've been told several diffrent ways to go about this next part. You can just let them lay and die or you run out after them. I choose to run after mine. I wish dad could have been sitting on the back porch with a video camera. I could only imagine how fuuny i was running up and down this hill after this bird. As soon as I thought I had it down it would take off again.
This was my first armadelo. It was the second time ever seeing one in real life. I was walking in towrds my ground blind when I spotted it off about 50 yards. time I got my gun ready it was about 80 yards. I shot and it grazed its back and spun it aroulnd I followed it in to a thickit and finished it off with me 380 pistol.
This was my first of 3 Wild hogs taken in Macon GA in March of 2009. I took this hog with my Marlin 3030. We were down on a shoot for about 4 days camping under what they in GA call a barn what I call a shelter. The funny part about this hog is when I shot it didn't die right away. So I walked up to it puilled out my 380 pistol and shot it again. I started to walk away when that hog jumped up at me and started sqwillin. I grabbed my gun and unloaded two magazines on it befor it finaly died. Everyone that was safe in the truck though it was pretty funny.