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  • #31
    Originally posted by Him View Post
    I believe you on the "more to it" ... there is a whole bunch about hunting that seems to be unwritten and local. The funny part is that a lot of the "hunting their whole lives" crowd doesn't seem to know how knowledgeable they really are. They've known about hunting since childhood so they don't really appreciate the knowledge.

    Hunting clubs and mentors are yet more mystery to me.
    I hunted all the time when I was younger, then quit for a decade or so. Now that I've started back and started actually listening to people who know what they're talking about instead of thinking that I know best I've seen more deer this year than ever before, probably all my years combined. Sometimes in places I never would have thought to look. Actually, I think it's more rewarding to pass on a deer because you know it's the best thing for the area's population. It's very cool to watch one walk under your stand and see how they move, what they listen to/for, etc.
    If I just said LOL, I lied. Do or do not. There is no try.

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    • #32
      Originally posted by justyouraveragecavemen View Post
      I hunted all the time when I was younger, then quit for a decade or so. Now that I've started back and started actually listening to people who know what they're talking about instead of thinking that I know best I've seen more deer this year than ever before, probably all my years combined. Sometimes in places I never would have thought to look. Actually, I think it's more rewarding to pass on a deer because you know it's the best thing for the area's population. It's very cool to watch one walk under your stand and see how they move, what they listen to/for, etc.
      its a funny moment when you realize the old timers knew what they were talking about and your young ass didn't know a damn thing. those guys shot more deer and bigger deer than most of us could ever dream of. all while wearing denim pants and red flanel shirts, smoking their pipes and, using an old longbow or military rifle. they didn't have mossy oak, scentlok, climbing stands or bows that shot 330fps. they didn't need that stuff. they actually KNEW how to hunt. i learned so much from my dad and uncle over the years it still amazes me. yet as each new season approaches, i find that i just want to learn more and more. and as i've gotten older (i'm only 33) i find myself simplifying and using the old ways. i use woodsmoke as a cover scent instead of a fancy spray. i've learned to fletch my own arrows, and i tend to prefer the bow over the gun now. i passed on 7-8 doe this year, just because i wasn't 110% sure of the shot, because i thought a buck might be following the doe, or simply because i was enjoying watching the deer be deer. my dad was the ultimate outdoorsman, hunter, fisherman, and trapper. not to brag, but for the last 20 years of his life, he made most of his hunting and fishing equipment in order to make the sport more challenging. he was that good. i lost my dad about 2 1/2 weeks ago (he was 60) and i've committed to using his longbow for next year. that means infinitely more practice time than i put in to my compound. but it will be worth it. the closer i can get to nature and the animals i share the woods with, the closer i will be to my dad

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      • #33
        I'm sorry about your loss, Dude. My dad hunted when he was younger but hasn't been since I've been around. I learned small game hunting on my own and deer hunting from the guy down the road. I pick my friend's brain now as he is the best hunter that I know now.
        Wood smoke as a scent? That sounds brilliantly simple.
        If I just said LOL, I lied. Do or do not. There is no try.

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        • #34
          Yeah, sorry about your dad. Using his longbow sounds like a great tribute.

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          • #35
            I love to hunt and eat game meat alot! Duck season is over now but I have a pig hunting trip planned for April. Wish me luck!

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            • #36
              Originally posted by justyouraveragecavemen View Post
              I'm sorry about your loss, Dude. My dad hunted when he was younger but hasn't been since I've been around. I learned small game hunting on my own and deer hunting from the guy down the road. I pick my friend's brain now as he is the best hunter that I know now.
              Wood smoke as a scent? That sounds brilliantly simple.
              thanks.

              yeah, the wood smoke thing works great. some people go all-out and buy thie little smoker things that beekeepers use. you can pretty much make one out of a coffee can if you really want to. in the fall, i'll build fire in my firepit and then put my hunting clothes on an old wooden clothesrack on the downwind side of the fire. i store the clothes in a rubbermaid container or even a trash bag and the scent stays on them for a while. it reminded me of all the years we used to spend up at our old hunting camp. we heated it with a small woodstove and everything in the place smelled strongly of woodsmoke. and during all of those years i have some encounters while hunting on the ground where deer literally came withing 5ft of me, and never knew i was there, just sitting on my stool leaning up against a tree with a rifle in my lap. that smoke smell doesn't spook the deer and covers everything

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              • #37
                Originally posted by Him View Post
                Yeah, sorry about your dad. Using his longbow sounds like a great tribute.
                thanks.

                i'm really excited. i hadn't shot a recurve or longbow in years. it will definitely be a challenge. i plan on practicing with it all spring and summer. i hope i can hone my skills enough to hunt with it in the fall

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                • #38
                  Originally posted by not on the rug View Post
                  its a funny moment when you realize the old timers knew what they were talking about and your young ass didn't know a damn thing. those guys shot more deer and bigger deer than most of us could ever dream of. all while wearing denim pants and red flanel shirts, smoking their pipes and, using an old longbow or military rifle. they didn't have mossy oak, scentlok, climbing stands or bows that shot 330fps. they didn't need that stuff. they actually KNEW how to hunt. i learned so much from my dad and uncle over the years it still amazes me. yet as each new season approaches, i find that i just want to learn more and more. and as i've gotten older (i'm only 33) i find myself simplifying and using the old ways. i use woodsmoke as a cover scent instead of a fancy spray. i've learned to fletch my own arrows, and i tend to prefer the bow over the gun now. i passed on 7-8 doe this year, just because i wasn't 110% sure of the shot, because i thought a buck might be following the doe, or simply because i was enjoying watching the deer be deer. my dad was the ultimate outdoorsman, hunter, fisherman, and trapper. not to brag, but for the last 20 years of his life, he made most of his hunting and fishing equipment in order to make the sport more challenging. he was that good. i lost my dad about 2 1/2 weeks ago (he was 60) and i've committed to using his longbow for next year. that means infinitely more practice time than i put in to my compound. but it will be worth it. the closer i can get to nature and the animals i share the woods with, the closer i will be to my dad
                  Sorry to hear about your Dad. I lost my Dad in 2006, and my son took him on his last hunt less than two weeks before he went home to the Old Ones. He was a lot like how you describe your Dad.
                  Everything's shiny, Cap'n. Not to fret.




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                  • #39
                    We've smoked clothes too ... and never, ever did we wash the blood off of our outer clothes during the season. I've watched my Dad and grandfather rub themselves down with crushed leaves from the scrubs where we hunted, and or mud ... we got dirty and inventive. No bathing while we were at the lease either ... LOL, no running water, no electricity, no frills.

                    I love to be on the ground when I hunt, especially because I like to rattle when they are in rut. And there is also the fact that I have issues with high ladders. I have a favorite spot where I hunt, right in a nice grove of mesquite trees ... have a great view all around me, near to the creek where they come in late in the day. I don't sit, I stand ... and I am there for hours, but I learned long ago how to stand without tiring, and move very, very slowly and only with the movement of the trees.
                    One afternoon I had an armadilla that ran into my boot, he backed up and smelled me, did it again, and then slowly and carefully walked across the tops of my boots. Granted, their eyesight is not the greatest, but they can smell ... but he was totally unconcerned with me. (And yes, I've eaten them too ... but not this guy, he was so just too fun to watch)

                    The next day I was in the same place, and I saw a little doe making her way to me, walking parallel with the fence and tree line where I was standing. I could see the movement out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't move my head to alert her. She didn't smell me or see me until she was even with me and literally less than four foot in front of me. She blew at me and jumped, ran up a few yards and jumped the fence .... I stayed put, because I knew she would circle around. She came back around behind me, as close as she dared, pacing and blowing. I was biting my lip to keep from laughing, she was so pissed.

                    Making me hungry thinking about hunting ....
                    Everything's shiny, Cap'n. Not to fret.




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                    • #40
                      Originally posted by Orannhawk View Post
                      We've smoked clothes too ... and never, ever did we wash the blood off of our outer clothes during the season. I've watched my Dad and grandfather rub themselves down with crushed leaves from the scrubs where we hunted, and or mud ... we got dirty and inventive. No bathing while we were at the lease either ... LOL, no running water, no electricity, no frills.

                      I love to be on the ground when I hunt, especially because I like to rattle when they are in rut. And there is also the fact that I have issues with high ladders. I have a favorite spot where I hunt, right in a nice grove of mesquite trees ... have a great view all around me, near to the creek where they come in late in the day. I don't sit, I stand ... and I am there for hours, but I learned long ago how to stand without tiring, and move very, very slowly and only with the movement of the trees.
                      One afternoon I had an armadilla that ran into my boot, he backed up and smelled me, did it again, and then slowly and carefully walked across the tops of my boots. Granted, their eyesight is not the greatest, but they can smell ... but he was totally unconcerned with me. (And yes, I've eaten them too ... but not this guy, he was so just too fun to watch)

                      The next day I was in the same place, and I saw a little doe making her way to me, walking parallel with the fence and tree line where I was standing. I could see the movement out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't move my head to alert her. She didn't smell me or see me until she was even with me and literally less than four foot in front of me. She blew at me and jumped, ran up a few yards and jumped the fence .... I stayed put, because I knew she would circle around. She came back around behind me, as close as she dared, pacing and blowing. I was biting my lip to keep from laughing, she was so pissed.

                      Making me hungry thinking about hunting ....
                      I've actually had birds land on my bow while I'm holding it. Been face to face with a few squirrels as well. They get really excited when they realize where they are. My favorite close encounter was with two black bears while deer hunting. I was in a tree stand and the bears both crossed within ten feet of the tree I was in. I could literally smell them.

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                      • #41
                        Originally posted by Orannhawk View Post
                        Sorry to hear about your Dad. I lost my Dad in 2006, and my son took him on his last hunt less than two weeks before he went home to the Old Ones. He was a lot like how you describe your Dad.
                        sorry to hear about your dad as well. i deer hunted with my dad in december, and the morning he died, he and i talked about doing some late-season goose hunting over the next few weeks. now they're both hunting in a much better place

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                        • #42
                          Originally posted by whitebear View Post
                          I've actually had birds land on my bow while I'm holding it. Been face to face with a few squirrels as well. They get really excited when they realize where they are. My favorite close encounter was with two black bears while deer hunting. I was in a tree stand and the bears both crossed within ten feet of the tree I was in. I could literally smell them.
                          this and what orannhawk posted is just so awesome. i've never had a bird land on my bow, but i have a beautiful cooper's hawk land about 5 ft over my head this year. then he glided to another tree, sat for a second, and dove in to the brush, coming up with mouse or something in his talons. it was awesome to watch. i love when i'm in a stand or on the ground and a deer approaches so closely you can smell it. it's amazing. watching those animals move, and the level of awarenes they posess is simply amazing. their sense of smell and hearing are unparalelled. and they have that sixth sense of just "knowing' there is danger around them. its their eyes that play tricks on them. i can't even tell you guys how many times i've had deer within 10 yards of me, nibbling grass, etc, and then the big old doe or buck comes in and those guys just know something is up sometimes. even when you didn't think you didn't do anything wrong, they just sense you or something. i guess thats how those smart guys and girls live so long.

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                          • #43
                            I am so thankful to have access to game meat and fish, 100% local and organic. Having grown up in the suburban northeast, it took me years of living in Alaska to learn to appreciate this resource. And now thanks to primal, I understand the value of the bones. I enjoy bone broth as often as possible, and all my soups taste incredible when using it as a base.

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                            • #44
                              I don't hunt, but I'm taking the classes(I live in Europe so the gun regulations are NOT as free as they are in the states, lol). Going primal sparked my interest for food in the first place, and I started thinking a little about where exactly my food came from. Now I'm studying forestry as second education and get all the meat scraps I want from the butchery. The rest of the class look at me oddly when I grab the liver and kidneys and heart and stuff, but I mean hey, if nobody else wants it, right?

                              *sigh*... it saddens me a little that no one seem to be prepared of taking care of the whole animal. They ruin the skin when flaying it, throw away all the offal and the bones, and pretty much everything that isn't meat gets discarded. heck, when we were prepping goose after the hunting season, all we had to take out before the rest of the bird was thrown away, was the breast and the liver... several pounds of meat that would've been fine if cooked slowly, totally wasted. It's just a shame. I shudder when I think of what the food industry must look like.

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                              • #45
                                I used to hunt ALL THE TIME. But sadly, now that I live in Northern VA, if you don't know somebody, there's really nowhere to hunt around here. And since I am mostly a hermit (LOL) I don't know many people. Am still looking for somewhere local though so i can teach my son and bring home some good almost free meat!


                                Good luck to those of you starting out. It is a skill you will always have and appreciate.

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