There a saying ( fat bottom *****) make a world go around..Just a high note from a SONG..
I should have said North America is where I hunt. I've hunted the Yukon once, and will be returning next August to be in incredibly remote, beautiful wilderness.Thank you
It's the "Norm" here anymoreHoly cow Len has let this site go straight down the toilet.
A hunter in my opinion is a person that kills to have hunted.
Hunting means one knows everything about his quarry.
Knows its habits, paterns,where it lives and travels.
The hunter than plans and sets up a rendezvous and than hopefully if he is a competent marksman finishes the hunt.
So again no disrespect for people with a limited time frame,disabilities,traveling to far of locations etc.
These people must rely on outfiters and guides to do to a great extent the hunting for them and they become the shooters.
People hunting the fringes of parks,roadhunters ( with the exception of antelope ) game reserves and sanctuaries also don't qualify.
And neither do drones, heat seekers, fish finders. lol
So how many of us are really a full fledged hunters?
I do not, judge,condem disagree with anything not the tools not how to not not the weather not the guides or outfiters.
People hunting the fringes of parks,roadhunters ( with the exception of antelope ) game reserves and sanctuaries also don't qualify.
And neither do drones, heat seekers, fish finders. lol
In my sick mind I thought you would end the story with the hunter beating the kudo with the water bottles. And then falling on the spear so he wouldn't have to drag it back homeI watched a video where an African tribesman hunted a kudo with nothing more than a spear and a small water bottle. The kudo was easily capable of avoiding the hunter and just trotted away but the hunter was persistent. Mile, after mile, after mile, the hunter gave chase in the boiling hot sun of Africa. Eventually, both the hunter and the hunted were succumbing to shear exhaustion but the pursuit continued. Many, many hours later the kudo dropped from the endless pursuit and the exhausted tribesman caught up to his quarry. With the very last once of strength he could muster the tribesman threw his spear into the chest of the kudo. Game over!
Now that guy fits my description of a "REAL HUNTER".
I have to say that for the last couple years, I have sat on a vantage point and shot my deer when it crossed the ranch road. Then I drove over and loaded it in the truck. I draw the line at feeders. When you start throwing burgers around, I can not concentrate on my trigger squeeze and cheek weld.I watched a video where an African tribesman hunted a kudo with nothing more than a spear and a small water bottle. The kudo was easily capable of avoiding the hunter and just trotted away but the hunter was persistent. Mile, after mile, after mile, the hunter gave chase in the boiling hot sun of Africa. Eventually, both the hunter and the hunted were succumbing to shear exhaustion but the pursuit continued. Many, many hours later the kudo dropped from the endless pursuit and the exhausted tribesman caught up to his quarry. With the very last once of strength he could muster the tribesman threw his spear into the chest of the kudo. Game over!
Now that guy fits my description of a "REAL HUNTER".
Ahahahahaha Now that's funny!In my sick mid I thought you would end the story with the hunter beating the kudo with the water bottles. And then falling on the spear so he wouldn't have to drag it back home
Most guys I know couldn't chase down a cheeseburger! Some are too lazy to even walk the 50 feet to their truck and drive 5 miles to the nearest McD's. They would rather pay someone to deliver it. I'm just glad God invented smokeless gunpowder and high BC bullets. A few days ago I was testing a load for ELR performance @ 1485, made a 1st round impact that was good on elevation but .5 MOA off on wind. Fired two more that made a .5 MOA group 3 shot group. Gonna stretch it out to a mile tomorrow, gotta get ready for a hunt coming up this weekend.I watched a video where an African tribesman hunted a kudo with nothing more than a spear and a small water bottle. The kudo was easily capable of avoiding the hunter and just trotted away but the hunter was persistent. Mile, after mile, after mile, the hunter gave chase in the boiling hot sun of Africa. Eventually, both the hunter and the hunted were succumbing to shear exhaustion but the pursuit continued. Many, many hours later the kudo dropped from the endless pursuit and the exhausted tribesman caught up to his quarry. With the very last once of strength he could muster the tribesman threw his spear into the chest of the kudo. Game over!
Now that guy fits my description of a "REAL HUNTER".