I emailed Roland... Zac and I just bought some more oil wells. Not sure when we can get away, but I'm anxious to get back down there.
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Originally posted by Ben View PostWilliam has it figured out...I too have learned. Someone whiffs a shot and it's instant sobriety for Farmdog.
"Only one shot? Work the rifle! Shoot! Give me the gun, I'll kill it."
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Run for the Border Part II… the end of pipeline road in 2007
This is the deer that TC didn't shoot.
It wasn't on this ranch. It was on The ranch we grew up hunting on that we called "Mr Garcia's". It was on the Rio Salado just before the cut off to Guerrero Viejo. When they built Falcon Dam back in the 50's, Guerrero Viejo went underwater as a hurricane filled Falcon faster than anyone expected. They moved the town and renamed it Guerrero Nuevo. Anyway, I digress...
It was hard hunting on Mr. Garcia's and there are numerous stories from the mas o menos two decades we hunted there. The man with the lantern in the rain and crazy drunk relatives of Mr. Garcia to name a few...
One year, I guess over 15 years ago, I took a good friend to experience "Farmdog Mexico". TC was prepared for adventure as he knew our bunkhouse had bullet holes that went through the door and into a refrigerator. It was part of the charm. In a weird way we liked the idea of Banditos. When you stepped outside in the middle of the night to relieve yourself and looked up at the stars it all made sense.
TC Hensel used to post here as "thatmadman". Raised in north Texas, he was jacked to be in Mexico. Adrenaline adventure was maxed.
On this day it was It was a sunny afternoon and Farmdog and I were all about showing TC an epic time at the ranch we grew up on. Driving around with a truck load of stories we turned on a new, freshly pushed sendero only to see a large bodied deer maybe 125 yards up from us posed broadside. The sun lit him up but the glare made it hard to discern the caliber of deer we were looking at. I had my binos on and quickly glassed the deer and said, "that's a shooter".
Now you have to understand, Mr. Garcia's was tough sledding back in those days. No feeders, no fence and plenty of pressure from the highway and various roads that bordered the ranch. To glass a deer and claim "shooter" was not the norm.
Farmdog grabbed the "magic 270" named Kimberly, opened the drivers side door and scoped the deer. After a brief inspection he lifted his head up off the scope and looked across the cab of the truck (we were all sandwiched as crew cabs were scarce back then). He looked directly at TC and delivered the line, "TC, would you shoot that deer!?"
TC raised his arms as if to receive the rifle that was surely coming his way.
Instead, Farmdog lowered his eye back to the scope and launched 150 grains of death.
TC and I were both stunned. Heck I think Farmdog was stunned. It was an instinctive kill of a nice deer posed perfectly in mid day sun while three gringos were out scouting Old Mexico.
We all laughed as we knew another chapter to Mr. Garcia's had just played out in real time. Mr. Garcia has been dead for over a decade now but the stories live on.Last edited by Legdog; 03-05-2015, 09:39 PM.
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Originally posted by Farmdog View PostThere are many reasons to shoot a buck. Some folks feed them and video them until they are 10 years oldFor me its all about the timing and positioning of the stars. Sometimes its the timing and positioning of my buzz. And yes its true...a few deer just looked at me wrong
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