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Do you recall what meds you took and for how long?
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A quick Google search for carrier % yields a helpful quote from UpToDate:
"Since the deer tick that transmits Lyme disease must feed for >36 hours before transmission of the spirochete, the risk of acquiring Lyme disease from an observed tick bite, for example, is only 1.2 to 1.4 percent, even in an area where the disease is common."
If that makes you feel better :awesomewo
"Since the deer tick that transmits Lyme disease must feed for >36 hours before transmission of the spirochete, the risk of acquiring Lyme disease from an observed tick bite, for example, is only 1.2 to 1.4 percent, even in an area where the disease is common."
If that makes you feel better :awesomewo
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Spent the last week at the farm in NE searching for the elusive whitetail buck-streamed the Temple game. Had several in range with my bow but they were all 120-130" range. I saw several monster 140+ to include a 150+ buck well after shooting light. Letting them grow is paying dividends. Hoping to head back next month with a better moon phase and when I can rattle and grunt them up. Best of luck to all the hunters out there!
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You duck whackers getting ready?
Hunting my own property this year. In the past I went up river and hunted on an island that I have permission to use. But I had sky busters hunting all around me and it sucked. So I did a bunch of tree and brush removal, grass plantings and setup a sweet spot right behind my house. Wont have another hunter within a couple miles of me. Gonna be a good season.
Hunting my own property this year. In the past I went up river and hunted on an island that I have permission to use. But I had sky busters hunting all around me and it sucked. So I did a bunch of tree and brush removal, grass plantings and setup a sweet spot right behind my house. Wont have another hunter within a couple miles of me. Gonna be a good season.
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a while back my step dad gave me his shotgun. he was never much of a hunter and only had it to do some small game hunting with his buddies (mostly rabit).
It's a Mossberg New Haven 600ats
That is not mine but for reference. Anyways they don't make the New Haven anymore it has now become the Mossberg 500 and all 500 aftermarket parts typically fit the New Haven.
When it was gifted to me it had an 18" barrel with bead sight.
My FIL had a random Mossberg 22" rifled barrel with traditional open sights he gave me.
However, I wanted to try and get a scope on there to help with some slug/deer hunting.
I did my reasearch on having it drilled/tapped/mounted, cantilever, and saddle mounts. I have bought a 24" cantilever with scope online from Mossberg.
My question to you guys, is anyone familiar with cantilever mounting? And tips/tricks or things to avoid.
I have already made an assumption that the scope i'm getting is going to be low quality and I need to buy my own but has anyone bought one of these set ups before? Is the scope actually half decent?
It's a Mossberg New Haven 600ats
That is not mine but for reference. Anyways they don't make the New Haven anymore it has now become the Mossberg 500 and all 500 aftermarket parts typically fit the New Haven.
When it was gifted to me it had an 18" barrel with bead sight.
My FIL had a random Mossberg 22" rifled barrel with traditional open sights he gave me.
However, I wanted to try and get a scope on there to help with some slug/deer hunting.
I did my reasearch on having it drilled/tapped/mounted, cantilever, and saddle mounts. I have bought a 24" cantilever with scope online from Mossberg.
My question to you guys, is anyone familiar with cantilever mounting? And tips/tricks or things to avoid.
I have already made an assumption that the scope i'm getting is going to be low quality and I need to buy my own but has anyone bought one of these set ups before? Is the scope actually half decent?
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National Parks Service will be taking volunteers to thin the Grand Canyon bison herd. Way beyond my marksmanship abilities but that sounds like the opportunity of a lifetime.
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10/10, will buy summer sausage.
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So it's day two of a five day rifle hunt, unit 23 in NM. We had yet to see a legal bull, although scouting the three weekends prior, and even the day before the hunt, our crew had eyes on 30+ legal bulls... and at least 6 different 6x shooters.
The morning hunt had yielded nothing, minus a couple BIG shooter mulies walking in at about 20yds, both 5xs... unfortunately no tag. Isn't that how it always is? We also found quite a bit of fresh bear sign:
We head back to camp, eat lunch and mess around with our bows. I hadn't seen my brothers in about a year and there was quite a bit of shit-talking that was overdue.
There are four brothers total, and since we are 12 years apart eldest to youngest, we have never actually hunted big game all together. More on that later.
We make a plan for the PM hunt; myself and the youngest brother Zeke were going to run a series of canyons that backed a meadow where earlier in the day my father had seen a herd on private land. My second youngest brother Noah and a buddy from Florida, Bill (who also had a tag) were to walk the back end of the meadow to the south through some thick ish that was a likely place the elk herd could have bedded. We had about a two mile walk each to meet up at a rendezvous point where my second oldest brother (Luke) and a buddy Gabe would pick us up.
We set out on our respective routes, and me and Zeke run our first canyon. Holy shit, elk superhighway. There is sign EVERYWHERE. The game trails leading from the meadow back into the canyons look like a spider-web of city maintained hiking trails. Unfortunately, these chute canyons we are walking are rough. You could easily hide 300 elk in one no problem.
We top out on the first canyon, and head down the second. We hear a shot, but it sounds far off. Getting close to topping out the next ridge and we bump two cow elk, they are moving and won't even look my way when I hit them with a few chirps from my diaphragm cow elk call. We then hear a second shot, much more distinct. We hoof it up the peak and get my buddy Gabe on the radio. Good news! We have the first bull of the trip down, a small 5x. Clean on one side but unfortunately not quite filled out on the other:
We bust it over and get him cleaned out and loaded on the quad. My dad and uncle get to the scene and my dad insists I head out for the last hour of shooting light. I am pretty beat at this point, and say that I think we should just all head to camp to celebrate. I'm happy we have one tag filled and don't really feel like working it any more that day, but I agree and head out with my brother Noah on the quad. We cruise around the same area, catching up and bullshitting when we hear a crackle on the radio:
"Repeat, we have a bull bedded down and he IS A SHOOTER"
My brothers Luke and Zeke along with Gabe had spotted a bull on their way back to camp. We high tail it to where they are parked close to the entrance to the area we are hunting and I get on the glass. 355 yds away is a decent 6x, unfortunately sitting 5yds on the before mentioned private property. Alas, a shooter that cannot be shot.
Now we are really losing light, only about 20min left. We all jump into Gabe's truck and make one more loop on a pretty rough road in the same basic area we had been walking earlier. My brother Luke spots a few cows on the tree line approx 200yds distant. I jump out and fumble for my call, almost deciding not to bother because the elk were moving away and light was fading fast... but the adrenaline was pumping and you never know. I blow a few cow calls and my three brothers and Gabe take the truck and head the herd off. Luckily the road we were on cut them off and between the truck and my calls the elk decide to head back my way. By this time I've moved a ways south of the road and have crossed a small ravine trying to get a look at the herd. They spot me and start moving away at a good clip, but not a dead sprint. Cow, cow... then I spot a BIG body. Holy shit the third is a bull. He steps into a clearing and I see he is tall and at least a 6x.
I literally flip my hips like a DB and book it up a small hill and across another small ravine. My brothers would later tell me they knew it was a good bull because right before they lost sight of me they saw me sprinting up a mountain.
I get to a small clearing and take a knee, raising my rifle and trying to slow my pounding heart. Coming from FL to about 9k the altitude had been kicking my ass all week. I can see the herd moving through the trees quartering away at about 150yds. They were about to run through a small break in the trees.
Cow... cow... as soon as the big body with antlers ran into the clearing I blew the sweetest little cow call I could muster. Home boy stopped and turned to look my way, nearly broadside slightly quartering away.
One last breath and I squeeze a shot from my .270 Win with a 150gr Federal Nosler Partition. That was the last step that bull ever took, he folded right up there on the spot.
The end result is a very unique 6x9 with some weird small kickers on one side and a cool paddle on the other.
Not the biggest bull ever mass-wise but an awesome hunt with my brothers and dad. This is the first elk we have ever taken all together, and the first that my old man wasn't responsible for the game-planning and the clean-up. It was a great hunt and a kind of passing of the guard.
The morning hunt had yielded nothing, minus a couple BIG shooter mulies walking in at about 20yds, both 5xs... unfortunately no tag. Isn't that how it always is? We also found quite a bit of fresh bear sign:
We head back to camp, eat lunch and mess around with our bows. I hadn't seen my brothers in about a year and there was quite a bit of shit-talking that was overdue.
There are four brothers total, and since we are 12 years apart eldest to youngest, we have never actually hunted big game all together. More on that later.
We make a plan for the PM hunt; myself and the youngest brother Zeke were going to run a series of canyons that backed a meadow where earlier in the day my father had seen a herd on private land. My second youngest brother Noah and a buddy from Florida, Bill (who also had a tag) were to walk the back end of the meadow to the south through some thick ish that was a likely place the elk herd could have bedded. We had about a two mile walk each to meet up at a rendezvous point where my second oldest brother (Luke) and a buddy Gabe would pick us up.
We set out on our respective routes, and me and Zeke run our first canyon. Holy shit, elk superhighway. There is sign EVERYWHERE. The game trails leading from the meadow back into the canyons look like a spider-web of city maintained hiking trails. Unfortunately, these chute canyons we are walking are rough. You could easily hide 300 elk in one no problem.
We top out on the first canyon, and head down the second. We hear a shot, but it sounds far off. Getting close to topping out the next ridge and we bump two cow elk, they are moving and won't even look my way when I hit them with a few chirps from my diaphragm cow elk call. We then hear a second shot, much more distinct. We hoof it up the peak and get my buddy Gabe on the radio. Good news! We have the first bull of the trip down, a small 5x. Clean on one side but unfortunately not quite filled out on the other:
We bust it over and get him cleaned out and loaded on the quad. My dad and uncle get to the scene and my dad insists I head out for the last hour of shooting light. I am pretty beat at this point, and say that I think we should just all head to camp to celebrate. I'm happy we have one tag filled and don't really feel like working it any more that day, but I agree and head out with my brother Noah on the quad. We cruise around the same area, catching up and bullshitting when we hear a crackle on the radio:
"Repeat, we have a bull bedded down and he IS A SHOOTER"
My brothers Luke and Zeke along with Gabe had spotted a bull on their way back to camp. We high tail it to where they are parked close to the entrance to the area we are hunting and I get on the glass. 355 yds away is a decent 6x, unfortunately sitting 5yds on the before mentioned private property. Alas, a shooter that cannot be shot.
Now we are really losing light, only about 20min left. We all jump into Gabe's truck and make one more loop on a pretty rough road in the same basic area we had been walking earlier. My brother Luke spots a few cows on the tree line approx 200yds distant. I jump out and fumble for my call, almost deciding not to bother because the elk were moving away and light was fading fast... but the adrenaline was pumping and you never know. I blow a few cow calls and my three brothers and Gabe take the truck and head the herd off. Luckily the road we were on cut them off and between the truck and my calls the elk decide to head back my way. By this time I've moved a ways south of the road and have crossed a small ravine trying to get a look at the herd. They spot me and start moving away at a good clip, but not a dead sprint. Cow, cow... then I spot a BIG body. Holy shit the third is a bull. He steps into a clearing and I see he is tall and at least a 6x.
I literally flip my hips like a DB and book it up a small hill and across another small ravine. My brothers would later tell me they knew it was a good bull because right before they lost sight of me they saw me sprinting up a mountain.
I get to a small clearing and take a knee, raising my rifle and trying to slow my pounding heart. Coming from FL to about 9k the altitude had been kicking my ass all week. I can see the herd moving through the trees quartering away at about 150yds. They were about to run through a small break in the trees.
Cow... cow... as soon as the big body with antlers ran into the clearing I blew the sweetest little cow call I could muster. Home boy stopped and turned to look my way, nearly broadside slightly quartering away.
One last breath and I squeeze a shot from my .270 Win with a 150gr Federal Nosler Partition. That was the last step that bull ever took, he folded right up there on the spot.
The end result is a very unique 6x9 with some weird small kickers on one side and a cool paddle on the other.
Not the biggest bull ever mass-wise but an awesome hunt with my brothers and dad. This is the first elk we have ever taken all together, and the first that my old man wasn't responsible for the game-planning and the clean-up. It was a great hunt and a kind of passing of the guard.
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You should try the Elk Chili I made...
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I bet!
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On your far left or the far left of the picture? You know me well as I did wonder....
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Far left of the picture hombre.
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Boom, purchased. I have all the hype.
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Looks like tons of fun there
taking the kids on a road trip for spring break-VA to NE with a stop in Chi-town
looking at taking the kids to the BG game-road trip ewith my bros and their kids
wanting to try snowboarding ...again... epic fail the first time. beyond frustrating. I can ski easy but on a board. Am i too old? Who knows. going to try agin now at the end of the season
taking the kids on a road trip for spring break-VA to NE with a stop in Chi-town
looking at taking the kids to the BG game-road trip ewith my bros and their kids
wanting to try snowboarding ...again... epic fail the first time. beyond frustrating. I can ski easy but on a board. Am i too old? Who knows. going to try agin now at the end of the season
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Boom, purchased. I have all the hype.
The wife and I have been not so seriously looking at them for a while but I'm thinking I really want to get one. Mind if I ask how much you spent?
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$10,000 MSRP
$8,400 negotiated price
$500 dealer fees (negotiated down from $750)
$600 taxes and registration
$9,500 out-the-door
It's a Jayco Jay Sport 10SD, which means 10 foot box with a queen bed on one side and a full bed on the other. 1,720 lbs dry weight. You can find Forest Rivers for slightly less expensive (Flagstaff or Rockwood models) but I like the look of the Jaycos better and they have a better warranty.
EDIT: Just saw that you're in California... I've seen these marked up a crazy amount out there for some reason. If you're going to South Bend for a game this year, it could be worth making a road trip out of it and buying your trailer at the factories in the Elkhart area. Could be the difference between $13,000 and $7,000.
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Don't be afraid to look at the used ones.
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I'm not an avid fisher but have fished lakes and ponds my whole life. Primarily bass, some walleye and Northern, and pan-fishing if I'm taking my little sister/significant other.
I've never fished a river, and our new home is 4 miles from trails that access the crow river. I ordered some waders yesterday and am looking forward to giving it a shot this weekend. Any advice for river fishing? Looking for small mouth, maybe some walleye/pike if I'm lucky.
I'm also ~15 minutes away from access to the Mississippi, but going to get familiar on the smaller crow river first. Trying to understand where to go on the Mississippi is intimidating.
I've never fished a river, and our new home is 4 miles from trails that access the crow river. I ordered some waders yesterday and am looking forward to giving it a shot this weekend. Any advice for river fishing? Looking for small mouth, maybe some walleye/pike if I'm lucky.
I'm also ~15 minutes away from access to the Mississippi, but going to get familiar on the smaller crow river first. Trying to understand where to go on the Mississippi is intimidating.
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