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Bear Hunt 2014 – Success!

Larrys bear 2014

196.5 LB Boar shot with bow

September is a beautiful time to be in northern Wisconsin when the season transitions from summer to early fall. Usually by mid September, the maple leaves are turning brilliant colors and the forest has a delightful smell. Not to mention the hunting season begins. This was our time.

My youngest daughter and I began our bear hunt after an 8 year wait. Our host and guide, Mark of Whiskey Ridge, set us up in a cozy cabin on the lake with a million dollar view. The hospitality was second to none. They worked hard to find us a good bear and we did just that. The combined team effort was blessed and Julie and I both got beautiful black bears. The blessings from above never end.

Julie's bear 2014

184 LB Sow shot with .308 rifle

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My First Riffle

 

I bought my first rifle in 1964, when I was 14 years old.  It was a 303 British Lee Enfield, military issue from WWII.  I purchase it from the army surplus store for $25, which seemed to be a lot of money at the time.  I was so proud of that gun.  It was banged up and slightly tarnished.  The iron site on the front was bent and I had to pretend it was sticking up so I could shoot straight.  But it was my gun.

 
That year, 14 of us ventured out to the woods for the beginning of the hunting season.  Back then, deer season was 3 days and if you saw something, you better shoot.  Otherwise, you might not have another chance.  Out of everyone, I managed to get 2 deer and 2 fox.  I was the only one to get anything that year.

 
It’s been a long time since I’ve fired my trusty rifle.  For the past years, it sat in the back of the gun storage.  I could only imagine what that gun has gone through in its lifetime.  I sure if it could talk, it would have amazing stories to tell.  It’s one of my favorite guns.

 

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Fun at the County Fair

As a young boy, I’ve always felt excited to go to the county fair.  Every fall the fair would drive into town and draw a large crowd.  One game was especially exciting for me – I’m referring to the bulls-eye booth.  The object of this game is to hit the bulls-eye 3 times without touching the paper (there’s a small hole in the middle of the target).

 
I was about 15 or 16 years old when the fair used real .22 long rifles (keep in mind this was 60’s).  On this particular day, I shot the target perfectly on the first try.  The burly booth operator asked me to sign my target and he then placed it above the firing range on a wooden beam.  There it was for everyone to see.

 
My older brother, a competitive sibling, decided he was going to give it a try (thinking it was easy).  He must have spent all day trying to get the tiny bullet through that little hole, but in the end, he was unsuccessful.

 

.22 long rifle

 

 

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