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This is my 1997 Forkie Muley Deer from the D-14 zone in Southern California. The buck weighed an estimated 170 lbs. and was 2 years old. It was early morning and he came over the ridge trailing 6 does. The does winded another hunter, and luckily for me, changed direction, bringing the buck to about 130 yards away. Rifle used was a Winchester Model 70 Sporter in .300 win mag. Ammo used was Federal Premium Nosler Partition 180 grain. The shot was a right side quartering toward me. The buck dropped on the shot and was recovered without any trailing. Bullet entered on the right shoulder destroying shoulder and exited out left rib cage with 1 inch exit hole.

This is my hunting buddy Bob, (aka "Gutshot"), who I grew up with in Missouri. This is his Whitetail buck taken in 1997 near Rothville Mo. Bob's rifle is the venerable Marlin .30-30 lever action with Bushnell Scope. We won't discuss where this bullet was placed. Suffice it to say I stood upwind while Bob field dressed this one.

This was probably the easiest coyote I've ever called in. I was squirrel hunting near Plato Missouri and sneaking up on a barking gray squirrel. Out of the corner of my eye I see this coyote ambling by. I gave her a quick squeak with my mouth since I didn't have time to pull out the mouth calls. She froze at about 30 yards, trying to figure out where the sound came from. I didn't think the Remington Heavy Field Loads of #6 would be enough from my Remington 870 pump shotgun, but one shot was all it took.

Here is my Dad checking out the sights on his new magnum deer rifle somewhere in Northern Missouri. Dad still prefers the 'open sights' as you can tell. Check out the tough sleeping arrangements in the background. After many years of freezing in tents and vehicles, Dad got soft and acquired a trailer. Guess who was first in line to sleep in it?

This is my Uncle Larry (aka "Uncle Click"), modeling a hat that is fashionable in the fall with the women of Missouri. Seems the women wear these hats to get their husbands to pay some attention to them during the deer hunting season. Sure does work good! Uncle Larry got his infamous nickname from his habit of forgetting to load his rifle and having big bucks run up to him. More than one of us has heard the notorious "CLICK" and the volley of salty language that followed when Uncle Larry dropped the firing pin on an empty chamber.

This is a 8 point Whitetail I harvested in 1996 in Northern Missouri. I was easing back to watch a trail after having lunch with my Dad. I had blown a setup earlier in the morning, so I was still muttering to myself. I looked up and there were several deer jumping around across the river from me. As I watched, it became apparent that a buck was pushing several does. After waiting for a clear shot, the buck finally stepped into an opening. I had to wait even more as the buck was right underneath another hunters empty stand, and I didn't want to blow off one of the supports with a bad shot. At 125 yards the bullet entered on a left broadside shot just behind the shoulder, exiting on the right ribcage with a 1 inch exit hole. The buck ran off with the does but was found 25 yards away. Rifle used was a Winchester Model 70 Sporter in .300 win mag. Ammo used was Federal Premium Nosler Partition 180 grain.

This is Dereck and a coyote we took in the San Bernardino Forest of Southern California while scouting for turkeys. We had just found some fresh turkey tracks in some leftover snow, but it was getting dark, so we turned to head back down the trail to the truck. About that time, some coyotes started howling just over the hill. We set up a hasty ambush, and after a couple of squeals on my rabbit squealer, here came 2 juvenile coyotes straight in and fast. When we fired, I saw something black flutter in the background. After checking the coyote, we looked over the little rise we were on and there in the thicket was 35 turkeys. Our over spray from the shotguns must have peppered them and caused them too scare up in the air. Since it was Dereck's first time seeing turkeys in the woods, we watched with our binocs as they headed down the hill to roost.

The fur is being worn by a Sgt. Jeff (The Body) Goodwin (USAF retired to Kentucky hog farming), and was taken near Yuma Arizona somewhere around summer of 1982. Our military unit was doing some desert training, and while on camp security one night, I heard a rustling in one of our supply tents. Expecting banditos, I flung the tent flap back, only to hear something scurry out the back side. Rounding the tent I see this Kit Fox trotting off with my dinner. Since the fox didn't know the answer to the password challenge, he had the air summarily let out of him at 50 yards with a .223 from a GAU-5 rifle. The shot took him under the chin and the fur turned out right nice, even though my point of aim, (lead) was a little too far forward. Made a mess out of my dinner though.

CamTrakker Pics

My Dad's farm in Missouri 2000

My Dad's farm in Missouri Fall 1999

North Missouri Near Swan Lake Pics, Fall 2000

North Missouri Near Swan Lake Pics, Fall 1999

Southern California Pics 2000