Man o man... I've always been afraid of warnings, but that's changed my outlook.... well kinda lol
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This dude has a gianormous pair of onions... enjoy the ride. :smiley_crazy:
[video]http://vitaminl.tv/video/483[/video]
[video]http://vitaminl.tv/video/483[/video]
dante322
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The video of the dude on the bike about made me sick. That is just insane right there. Makes you wonder what happened to the first 12 guys lol.
I listened to half of the "sex therapy" song, sounds like titty bar music. I think I had a flashback from one of my drunken nights at a local strip club lol.
Ricer2231
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One More Step.
Sorry meant to post in my journal.
Got in the stand about 45 minutes before daylight and got all settled. Things were pretty slow until about 9:00 when I had a little six point make his way in. For some reason he locked up at 15 yards and went back the way he came from. I don't know what his problem was, he didn't wind me, I hadn't walked where he was, I didn't move. Who knows but about 45 minutes later here he comes again from the down wind side this time. He never hesitated a bit from 50 yards in just a nice steady walk with a 10 mph wind blowing from me and smacking him right in the face. Like I said not one time did he get skidish, just walked right past my tree at ten yards and kept right on his merry way. I love my Scent Smoker. Things had pretty much settled down and I was thinking about climbing down and going to get a bite to eat when I could here a distant grunt. Not real deep but pretty deep and getting closer. I looked behind me where the grunts were coming from and couldn't see anything but the sun. My stand sets at the bottom of a steep bank and looks directly west. All I could see was a flash of sunlight off his antlers every now and then. I lifted my bow off the hook and had to turn 360 degrees because there was no way I was getting a shot shooting over my left shoulder into the sun. I baby stepped my way all the way around and there was a doe standing there 20 yards away and dead down wind. She had slipped behind me in the sun and I had never seen her. I was sure I was busted, she was looking right at me and the only thing I could think of was FUGG! Then she put her head down and fed a little. Thank you again Scent Smoker. She worked her way out the top of the hill and I looked for the buck because I still didn't know how big he was. He had stopped directly behind me and I could see his rack and the back half of his body. It was the ten point that I just got the first pictures of on 11/5. Here's a couple pics of him. Just nighttime pics no day pics.
I had no shot because he was too far behind me and a tree was blocking his vitals anyway. She was slowly working her way away from me and eating so he was doing the same thing. She got to a fence and stopped for a minute. The buck trotted right through my window I was counting on and stopped right behind another tree. FUGG! When he started into the window I drew and was at full draw while he stood for what seemed like forever at ten yards!. I kept whispering " one more step, just one more step". I peeked at the doe while I was holding and she hopped over a barb wire fence and trotted about ten feet. I knew then it wasn't gonna happen. He hopped a couple times and I grunted at him 3-4 while he walked away hoping he would stop and turn back but he didn't until he got to the fence. The fence is 45 yards through brush and as he hopped the fence and trotted around the hill I finally let my draw off and was left with just the thought that he will be back. I hope.
Sorry meant to post in my journal.
Got in the stand about 45 minutes before daylight and got all settled. Things were pretty slow until about 9:00 when I had a little six point make his way in. For some reason he locked up at 15 yards and went back the way he came from. I don't know what his problem was, he didn't wind me, I hadn't walked where he was, I didn't move. Who knows but about 45 minutes later here he comes again from the down wind side this time. He never hesitated a bit from 50 yards in just a nice steady walk with a 10 mph wind blowing from me and smacking him right in the face. Like I said not one time did he get skidish, just walked right past my tree at ten yards and kept right on his merry way. I love my Scent Smoker. Things had pretty much settled down and I was thinking about climbing down and going to get a bite to eat when I could here a distant grunt. Not real deep but pretty deep and getting closer. I looked behind me where the grunts were coming from and couldn't see anything but the sun. My stand sets at the bottom of a steep bank and looks directly west. All I could see was a flash of sunlight off his antlers every now and then. I lifted my bow off the hook and had to turn 360 degrees because there was no way I was getting a shot shooting over my left shoulder into the sun. I baby stepped my way all the way around and there was a doe standing there 20 yards away and dead down wind. She had slipped behind me in the sun and I had never seen her. I was sure I was busted, she was looking right at me and the only thing I could think of was FUGG! Then she put her head down and fed a little. Thank you again Scent Smoker. She worked her way out the top of the hill and I looked for the buck because I still didn't know how big he was. He had stopped directly behind me and I could see his rack and the back half of his body. It was the ten point that I just got the first pictures of on 11/5. Here's a couple pics of him. Just nighttime pics no day pics.
I had no shot because he was too far behind me and a tree was blocking his vitals anyway. She was slowly working her way away from me and eating so he was doing the same thing. She got to a fence and stopped for a minute. The buck trotted right through my window I was counting on and stopped right behind another tree. FUGG! When he started into the window I drew and was at full draw while he stood for what seemed like forever at ten yards!. I kept whispering " one more step, just one more step". I peeked at the doe while I was holding and she hopped over a barb wire fence and trotted about ten feet. I knew then it wasn't gonna happen. He hopped a couple times and I grunted at him 3-4 while he walked away hoping he would stop and turn back but he didn't until he got to the fence. The fence is 45 yards through brush and as he hopped the fence and trotted around the hill I finally let my draw off and was left with just the thought that he will be back. I hope.
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Photographer is lucky he didn't get a spike in his head from this Elk.
http://petapixel.com/2013/11/13/photographer-gets-tussle-elk-copious-amounts-headbutting-ensues/
http://petapixel.com/2013/11/13/photographer-gets-tussle-elk-copious-amounts-headbutting-ensues/
oakswamper
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good thing the person in the maroon GMC helped the guy out by leaning out the window and watching rotflmao
oakswamper
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