Just braggin' a bit

Yeah, but she can probably see. :)
Hey I hear ya. A while back I attempted to shoot some squirrels that were chewing on one of my trees. I was shooting my pistol, never touched a one. My wife was watching out the window, when I came back in the house she said 'ain't got it anymore do you'. I got out my rifle, missed them with that too. I know I got to do some practicing but I don't think it'll make up for all the shakin', floaters, and glaucoma.:(
 
Hey I hear ya. A while back I attempted to shoot some squirrels that were chewing on one of my trees. I was shooting my pistol, never touched a one. My wife was watching out the window, when I came back in the house she said 'ain't got it anymore do you'. I got out my rifle, missed them with that too. I know I got to do some practicing but I don't think it'll make up for all the shakin', floaters, and glaucoma.:(
Man I hate squirrels
 
My range is behind my house. I used to shoot a lot. Lately not as much as inventory costs so much to maintain levels. My daughter enjoys shooting too. This reminds me I have a new wheel gun I have not shot yet waiting for some warmer weather.
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I love looking at those O/U shotguns. When I was growing up I shot a 16 gauge Remington my grandfather had given me. I hunted birds any chance I got with that and used it on the trap range a few times. Still have it.

Over the years I got into big game hunting and owned a variety of rifles and hunted everywhere from Michigan to Louisiana, New Mexico, WA, AK and a few others. Usually hunting to put meat on the table.

My one non-meat kill was a nice Boone & Crockett mountain goat I got in AK. Hunting in AK was fun. I never shot a moose because I didn't like the taste of the meat but got a few caribou. Good eating those caribou are.
Any pics from the AK hunts? Pretty much the same country we hunt.
Our kids grew up on moose. We sausage our goat, enjoyed the caribou we got as well, but tend to target the elk more lately.
 
Nope, no pics from the AK hunting. I was up there from mid-1970 through mid-1974 while in the USAF. That was in the days of the Instamatic cameras. Our pay was not all that tremendous so we lived on fishing and hunting. Because of our low pay we qualified for a "subsistence" fishing permit. It was originally created to benefit the indigenous people in AK but I checked into it and there was no language that limited who got it except your income level.

Basically it gave us fishing with no catch limits and we could get 3 caribou per hunter per season. Four of us from work would head out, staying in my boss's pickup camper. We'd take our snowmobiles and in a 4 day trip we could bring back 6 or 8 caribou. We'd hang them in my boss's garage then skin and butcher them. We'd wrap the steaks and roasts and the scrap meat we'd have made into jerky or sausage. The four of us rented a freezer storage and kept the meat in there during the fall/winter months and in the summer it would be filled with fish.

The boss had about a 26' cruiser that we trailered to Whittier and spent 4 days "bear hunting". Basically it was a chance to get away for a few days. Some day I'll share a hilarious story about that trip. One of the other guys had about a 20' open bow boat and we'd take it down to Seward and fish Resurrection Bay for Silvers and we'd also fish the rivers for whatever was running.

We never lacked for fresh fish or meat and life was good.
 
As much as I like shooting the wheel guns, my favorite to shoot is an old Czech BRNO 12ga side-by-side, running modified and full choke. It has a fair amount of cast-off in the stock, so it parks right under your right eye when you throw it to your shoulder. 'Sure helps for hitting the birds!
Back in high school days, we had just stepped out of the truck into the sagebrush desert south of Boise when a chukar popped up right in front of me. I shouldered the gun and grabbed the front trigger in one smooth move and blasted the chukar at very close range. Unfortunately for both the bird and me, in my haste, my finger didn't fully grab the front trigger, so it slid on back and proceeded to touch off the second barrel. Well, my shoulder was already heading back into full recoil when the second barrel went off. I felt that for quite a few days after that trip, and no remains were ever found of the poor chukar.
 

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