Well...I got dad out in the woods of PA today. He's almost 79 and has both knees repaired and an artificial hip, and a pacemaker/defib unit implanted...but we've been hunting partners for 43 years. It was nice to have him out with me today. Unfortunately he didn't see any deer.
Anyway...I was hunting a ravine on the far side from a winter wheat field when about 3pm 11 deer broke across the field right for the ravine. I watched them hit the wood lot one by one and funnel past me. I selected a nice big fat doe and took my harvest.
I had always wanted a 35 Remington since I was about 14 years old...I finally made that dream come true last August. I purchased a 1981 336. Nothing real fancy, a bit dinged up by the previous owner but it was definitely a working man's gun. It did exactly what it was intended to do...take game.
The doe dropped in a brier/alder thicket. I had to break a lot of branches just to get to her and even then everytime I'd move my hat was removed from my head by the brush. It took 15 minutes to dress her...then took 45 minutes to drag her the 40 yards back to the field through all those briers...I'm a bit cut up and sore...but meat is meat...sometimes you gotta work for it.
redhawk
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Anyway...I was hunting a ravine on the far side from a winter wheat field when about 3pm 11 deer broke across the field right for the ravine. I watched them hit the wood lot one by one and funnel past me. I selected a nice big fat doe and took my harvest.
I had always wanted a 35 Remington since I was about 14 years old...I finally made that dream come true last August. I purchased a 1981 336. Nothing real fancy, a bit dinged up by the previous owner but it was definitely a working man's gun. It did exactly what it was intended to do...take game.
The doe dropped in a brier/alder thicket. I had to break a lot of branches just to get to her and even then everytime I'd move my hat was removed from my head by the brush. It took 15 minutes to dress her...then took 45 minutes to drag her the 40 yards back to the field through all those briers...I'm a bit cut up and sore...but meat is meat...sometimes you gotta work for it.
redhawk
