That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! 
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30/30 Deer Rack Help
Ok guys and gals, I need your help. I have lived all over these United States and in just about every state I have lived in I hear the story of a guy who shot a huge buck with his 30/30, then put the rifle in the rack of the deer, steps back about ten paces and takes a picture of the deer with the 30/30 in the rack. Every story ends the same. The deer miracuously comes back to life and runs off through the woods with a 30/30 in its' rack. Anybody ever found a shed with a30/30 locked into it? I have been looking for years but have yet to find the first rifle in a set of sheds. So far I have heard of about 37 30/30's that must be out there somewhere.
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It's a wilderness (as opposed to an urban) legend.
I have killed one that had somebody's broadhead stuck in his backbone and one that had a 270 copper jacket barely under his hide.Thats about as close as I can come to one toten a rifle.
that is funny! dont guys check to see if the deer is dead? i dont care if ya flatten in with a 300 winmag you still gotta make sure its dead!
That story most likely started when some city slicker lost his gun in a poker game in some camp or sold it to so he could visit the local fun house out west & told his wife that story. She then went to work and told the co-workers & the legend began. Just my 2 cents.
Rumer has it that this one had a 300 winmag under the mackenzie:
Not with sheds, but I found a 30-30 Winchester leaning against a tree that had been in the woods for over a year or two.
Handed it to my Uncle, he pointed the bbl down water ran out, he then cocked it and it fired. Thinking back on that day it's a wonder it did not explode. Gave it to him, he steel wooled it, took it apart cleaned it up and hung it on the wall for around ten years or so then gave it away.
Handed it to my Uncle, he pointed the bbl down water ran out, he then cocked it and it fired. Thinking back on that day it's a wonder it did not explode. Gave it to him, he steel wooled it, took it apart cleaned it up and hung it on the wall for around ten years or so then gave it away.
I heard a guy talking in a gun shop the other day and he said he got on a new lease and there was a old box stand that had fallen down and he went to clean up the mess and when he picked up a peice of old plywood there was a ruger single six laying under it. He said one side of the gun was a little rough but it functioned perfectly.
Regards
Horseshoe
Regards
Horseshoe
Those 37 30/30's were all mine. I gotta quit taking those photos cause I'm about to run out of 30/30's.
I've heard that 30-30 story for over 50 years!
Y'all take note that you've never heard of a buck runnin' of with a .35 hanging on his rack. Us .35 Rem shooters are much
too savvy to allow a thing like that to happen. ;D ;D ;D
too savvy to allow a thing like that to happen. ;D ;D ;D
Here is another big lie.
When I was 13,(1952)I wanted to deer hunt but had no rifle.I took my paper route money and bought an old surplus 7.7Jap for $6.00.It came with only one shell and I was broke.So I took my new rifle and one shell and rode my bicycle to the top of the mountain about a mile out of town.
I walked a couple hundred yards into the woods and sat down.Within ten minutes a nice eight pointer steped into the trail.BANG/FLOP.I had just creased his forehead but he looked quite dead.
I didn't have a knife to field dress the monster,so I drug him to the road where I'd parked my bike.Trying to figure out a way to haul him home on my bicycle I finally put him on by back piggy-back,put his hind legs down in my gum boots and duct-taped his front legs to my fore arms and off we went.
Things were going well untill about half way down the mountain the deer came alive and started kicking and struggling to get away.My breaks were bad and soon we were up to 60 MPH and rode slap dabb through a group of city dudes hunting camp who were amazed to see a kid doubling a nice 8-pointer at such speed.
As luck would have it,I blew a tire at the edge of town and hit a tree.The deer was killed on impact and I suffered major cuts and bruises but survived.
Now cap that one ;D
When I was 13,(1952)I wanted to deer hunt but had no rifle.I took my paper route money and bought an old surplus 7.7Jap for $6.00.It came with only one shell and I was broke.So I took my new rifle and one shell and rode my bicycle to the top of the mountain about a mile out of town.
I walked a couple hundred yards into the woods and sat down.Within ten minutes a nice eight pointer steped into the trail.BANG/FLOP.I had just creased his forehead but he looked quite dead.
I didn't have a knife to field dress the monster,so I drug him to the road where I'd parked my bike.Trying to figure out a way to haul him home on my bicycle I finally put him on by back piggy-back,put his hind legs down in my gum boots and duct-taped his front legs to my fore arms and off we went.
Things were going well untill about half way down the mountain the deer came alive and started kicking and struggling to get away.My breaks were bad and soon we were up to 60 MPH and rode slap dabb through a group of city dudes hunting camp who were amazed to see a kid doubling a nice 8-pointer at such speed.
As luck would have it,I blew a tire at the edge of town and hit a tree.The deer was killed on impact and I suffered major cuts and bruises but survived.
Now cap that one ;D
Mudpuppy ...
How much coffee have you had this morning? ;D
bjm
How much coffee have you had this morning? ;D
bjm
...and what was in the coffee? Good day, Jack
I think the some of the Bigfoots probably have found them, and they are now in the Bigfoot nests. There may be a time when the Bigfoots will have to sneak into town at night and steal some ammo. This could provide some good potential for upcoming MonsterQuest shows. The "expedition teams" could put up trail cams around small town sporting goods stores. This is truly exciting.
i've seen several deer running the woods with rifles in their racks while out picking those little white mushrooms. its pretty common. most of the guns are pre-64 model 70 featherweights with high-end optics.
there goes one right now....
there goes one right now....
Ahhhh, that was nuthin.' Well I recalls my first deer hunt. I was, to say th' least, very nervous that day. So I gets set up on my stand by my huntin' guide. Then he leaves me there alone to see could he move some deer in my direction. Well now, a half hour had done gone by an' I hears somethin' walkin through th' dried up leaves on th' groun,' Then I commenced into shakin' so hard that my knees was bangbin' together an' my teeth was chatterin' like a set of castynets. So, I looks over in th' direcksun that I hears th' footsteps an' there he stood, a humungous buck with about 12 points on his ol' haid. So, I slowly lifted up my rifle gun to aim at th' deer crittuh. But, now I'm shakin' so hard thet I can barely get th' crosshairs to coincide with his body a'tall. They was all over th' place, every which way but on th' deer. Then I begun to notice thet the deer crittuh seemed like he was chucklin' at me seein' as how I was havin' so much trouble gettin' a bead on thet there deer crittuh. Finally I done gets me right mad an' I takes a shot at thet there buck, an' clean miss him shootin way over him into a tree limb thet was right above his haid a ways. Well now, he just stands right there grinnin at me an' not makin' no moves to run away from me. I ain't never heared of anythin' like it nohow. Then I swear thet buck commenced into laffin' at me like to bust a gut. Then a right funny thing done happened. Thet there tree branch I hit with my bullet happens it was to be that it was a dead one, an' it cracked off'n thet tree an' hit thet there buck smack dab on his noggin' killin him instantly. I guess I had th' las' laff at thet there big ol' buck. An' I swears as how this here event took place jus' like I done tol' y'all, cross my heart.mudpuppy said:Here is another big lie.
When I was 13,(1952)I wanted to deer hunt but had no rifle.I took my paper route money and bought an old surplus 7.7Jap for $6.00.It came with only one shell and I was broke.So I took my new rifle and one shell and rode my bicycle to the top of the mountain about a mile out of town.
I walked a couple hundred yards into the woods and sat down.Within ten minutes a nice eight pointer steped into the trail.BANG/FLOP.I had just creased his forehead but he looked quite dead.
I didn't have a knife to field dress the monster,so I drug him to the road where I'd parked my bike.Trying to figure out a way to haul him home on my bicycle I finally put him on by back piggy-back,put his hind legs down in my gum boots and duct-taped his front legs to my fore arms and off we went.
Things were going well untill about half way down the mountain the deer came alive and started kicking and struggling to get away.My breaks were bad and soon we were up to 60 MPH and rode slap dabb through a group of city dudes hunting camp who were amazed to see a kid doubling a nice 8-pointer at such speed.
As luck would have it,I blew a tire at the edge of town and hit a tree.The deer was killed on impact and I suffered major cuts and bruises but survived.
Now cap that one ;D
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