My friend Scott Morgan has several trail cams out and he keeps coming up with photos of big eastern Kansas whitetails. The big guy in the background is probably going to drop his rack any day now. Makes me want to get out there and go shed hunting before the rodents get to them.
Our second hunt at the Five Guys And A Swamp Duck Club was a little slow for Maggie and me. Or I could say I didn’t miss a shot all morning (because I didn’t take any). This is supposed to be a good year for the duck population so hopefully they’ll show up when we get some cold weather up north to push them south. They don’t migrate because they enjoy flying.
If this doesn’t get you fired up for deer season nothing will. These big guys showed up on my friend Scott’s trail cam recently. He didn’t tell me where they are and I didn’t ask but they’re somewhere in eastern Kansas. Scott says the one on the left in the second photo is a shooter but Scott is a trophy hunter. I’m a meat hunter so my trophy is a ninety pound doe.
The Lone Oak Duck Club (aka The Five Guys And A Swamp Duck Club) sits at the far west side of the Mississippi flyway in Bates County, MO, only a few miles from the Central flyway. My friend Jon Blumb and I squeezed in a morning hunt before the early teal season ended September 27th. We saw a snowy egret, a pileated woodpecker, mosquitos, frogs and several acres of water lilies but no teal.
The big white bird in this photo is not a teal. It isn’t even almost a teal. It’s a snowy egret.
We called it a day at 8:45 AM and threw some training dummies for my black Lab Maggie who performed vigorously as usual. All she needs is for someone to shoot a lot of ducks over her. Maybe she should trade me in for another hunter.
I recently joined fellow Heart Of America Fly Fishers Kevin Carril, Steve Hedgstrom and Ron Carruthers for four days of trout fishing on the famous San Juan River in northwest New Mexico. We stayed at the Soaring Eagle Lodge where we enjoyed scrumptious buffet breakfasts and mouth-watering dinners.
After daylong guided fishing trips we lounged outside our riverside accommodations, tired but happy, sipping adult beverages, awaiting the 7PM dinner and watching the river flow past a few yards away.
The trout, a mixture of browns and rainbows, were taken on tiny #22 and #24 nymphs and emergers. Most were 12″ to 15″ but several approached or topped the 20″ mark.
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My Colorado friend John Norman caught a big halibut in Alaska recently. Actually I don’t know anything about halibut so maybe, relatively speaking, this is a SMALL one.
I’ve seen John land 26″ rainbow trout on #22 flies. He’s a good fisherman. But I suspect he caught this monster while fishing from a charter boat using a block-and-tackle or maybe an amphibious fork lift.
I’ll bet it was a bitch to clean.
Any way you look at it this is a hell of a big fish. My buddy Carl Walter caught it near Sea Otter Sound off the northwest coast of Prince Of Wales Island. I think that’s in Alaska. But what the hell do I know?
I don’t think he caught it on a #22 emerger with a 3 wt. fly rod and 7X tippet. Anyway it’s a huge fish. Much bigger than any I’ve ever caught. It’s a 37 Pound king salmon and however he caught it, I hope he shares some of that nice pink meat with me.
Mt friend, photographer Jon Blumb, often goes to Scotland to hunt deer and fish for salmon.
Guided by head game keeper Bruce Cooper on Glenprosen Estate near Kirriemuir in The County of Angus, Jon recently bagged this beautiful 6+ point roebuck. Jon downed the buck at 160 yards with Cooper’s .25/06 Sauer rifle.They had been out since sunrise (4:30 AM ) and Jon shot the buck at 7:30 AM.
Jon sent me a photo of himself wearing kilts but his legs are almost as ugly as mine so I did not include it in this post.