Saeed, my criteria was "anyone who has SHOT two buffalo" I didn't say anything about killing the buffalo

Vapodog, I hate to inform you, but the only way that hat will win the "best looking hat" category is if it is the only entry

Tim

AND for those who just want a patch...

Patches available.....

Don

Saeed,



I can't believe the time has come, but I'm on the last page of my AR calendar. I can't imagine another year without one.



Will you be having another contest this year to let people win a few?



Sample of the calendar can been viewd here

Sure will Mark.

Walter is already in the process of picking the photos for it, as it is his turn this year.

I might have to give him a kick up his rear end to get him to decide on something. He was supposed to have given me the photos by the end of October!!??

If you and other members would like to help us decide on what should be the criteria for giving these calendars away, any suggestions would be appreciated.

An AR patch will be included with all the calendars as well.

Yes Saeed. The criteria should be that if you live in Sunset Beach, CA and have shot at least two cape buffalo, you automatically get a calendar

Tim

"...The criteria should be that if you live in Sunset Beach, CA and have shot at least two cape buffalo, you automatically get a calendar..."

Only if you can prove to me that you killed one of those buffalos with a Texas Heart shot - with a 375 caliber rifle

mark,

How do I put a video on here, Your going to like my Ballerina Baboon!

Saeed, I'll work on that today thanks!

If you email me the video, I will be happy to attach it to yout post.

This is my maiden entry shooting story:

My first big date with John Charlie Noak

Charlie invited me to go shoot ground squirrels with him. He hadn't been very sociable for three years after his ex went back to Chicago. This was my big chance to show him that I am pretty handy to have around with a gun. I met him over at his place, and he had the rig already loaded up. As I stepped over to the passenger door, I could see several rifles inside, some of which laid partly on the seat. In order to slide my wrangler sheathed pretty rear end into Charlie's rig, I had to move a few rifles. I reached in, and as I began to hitch my gittalong into the seat, I grabbed two of the guns. BOOM! I froze in shock, hand still on the guns, wrangler sheathed gittalong mid between in and out. An expression of sheer horror and embarassment graced my features. Pie-eyed, I looked over at Charlie, seated in the driver's seat. He hadn't even so much as flinched an eyelash. There was a very nice drain hole in his truck that hadn't been there before. "Well," he said, "would you check if the tire's flat?" Dumfounded, and horribly embarrassed, my hands now covering my mouth, I stepped out and looked. Yepper, the tire was flatter than a kitty frisbee. I looked back over at him, my hands still covering my mouth and mutely nodded. "Okay," he said,"Let's change that tire then and go shooting." "mmmmrph" I said. He fixed me with a raised eyebrow. "First AD, huh?" he said. "mmmrph...what? My what?" I answered. "First accidental discharge." "Everybody has one sooner or later" Charlie announced as he unfolded out of the truck. And so we changed the tire. As we were changing the tire, the owner of the horse ranch ambled over. "Who's the quickfinger here?" he asked. Charlie hooked a thumb over at me. "Okay then, Quickfinger!" he chortled. And so, my nickname was born. Later, as we were riding out to the killing fields where the ground squirrels depredate and procreate, Charlie squinted his eyes a bit. "You know, maybe I oughta unload that rifle next time" "Hmmmm.." I responded "Why do you have a loaded rifle in the truck?" "Cats."
After we shot up the landscape and knocked the ground squirrel population back for a few hours, we drove into town and had BBQ pulled pork and beans, along with peach cobbler. Last month he bought me a beautiful old Sako. That's about as gushy as he gets. I deserve a calendar for putting up with him.

This part isn't about shooting, but when we're driving out in the country he'll spot a cat a long ways ahead in the ditch. He immediately starts getting the dogs (in the cab, of course) really fired up, "Cat, get the cat, kill the cat, CAT ". When we get even with where the cat ducked into the ditch he slows down and opens the door....then begins cackling with delight as the feline eradication team powers out along the roadside.

Lois "Quickfinger" Hart

jds,

Who gave you permission to post a photo of my ex?

This is our calendar for 2005

Here are some random entries in the best animal photo category. All taken with Canon PowerShot 4.0 megapix this past June

Klipspringer sunning himself on a rock


Giraffe - These two guys were beating each other with their necks


Bird outside my window


Brad

Well Saeed, at least your ex was apparently a horny old gal even if she wasn't a looker.

Saeed,

I just had someone email the video of the "Ballerina Baboon"
You said you could post it for me on this site, thanks for helping out!

Great video!

I will post it later today.

Any idea what is the name of this dance?

Oh brother! I told my wife to come take a look at the thong picture. She just about lost it with laughter! What a priceless picture! Thanks for the laugh!

Thanks saeed! I thought you'd get a kick out of it>>>>

Here's my own entry for funniest picture WITH an animal!

Leopard Attack!!!


Great video Widowmaker

Thanks N'gagi! I enjoyed making it! Love to hunt those Baboons!

Here's my photo for the scenery division:

"Matesti Sunrise" [image]http://www.opticstalk.com/Photoserver/photo.aspx?photo=756&width=70&height=105[/image]

Can anybody help me here, all of a sudden I can't get the picture to post, any ideas wuld be a great help!

thanks to all!

Thanks Charles!

I'll pick up on this Computer thing sooner or later! (I hope!).

Well somebody has to give Quickfinger a run for her money although that is one funny first date, but I'll try.
Everyone has a favorite hunting buddy and mine is Ken. I think the reason we have hunted together for the past 25 years is because he is so entertaining. He has been known to get lost 100yds from camp, forget to take the gun off safe when the buck ran by, get poison oak so bad it darn near killed him in places that don't need to be mentioned here, and recount it all around the campfire in side-splitting detail.
Anyway, on to one of my favorite Ken stories although he can tell it much better than me. We were hunting elk in Colo many years ago and there weren't very many elk in our area at the time. Ken and Bob were up on the ridges and a couple of us were sneaking up the bottom of the canyon trying to get something moving. Sure enough we busted some elk out ahead of us and as they went through a clearing I could see that the bull was a nice 6X6 and they were heading up the opposite ridge to one of our gang who I thought was Bob. I yelled "Bob, nice bull coming up towards you". Since I didn't see him getting ready to shoot I yelled again, at which point he yelled back "I'm not Bob, I'm Ken". Elk exit stage left.

Thanks.

I was starting to feel like the guy who farted in an elevator. After I posted that, it got real quiet, and I started feeling stupid again.

In retrospect, it's actually kind of funny, and you can just imagine the look on my face as dad tells me to get rid of the thing "before somebody gets hurt"

About half way through my buffalo hunt, my PH said he was pleased to see who careful I was in handling my weapons, especially around his guys. I told him, I had both shot someone, and been shot myself, so I am especially careful with guns.

You call THAT a gunshot wound?

Have a look at what Walter did to himself, with a 12 gauge shotgun!

I have a feeling that if Walter stories are allowed all others will suffer by comparison.

How does one shoot themselves in the back of the thigh with a shotgun?

On second thought, I'm not sure I want to know!!!!

Mark,

he was trying to fix an o/u which fired when closed sometimes.

He took the stock off to get to the trigger mechanism, and as you know if the stock is off, it is very difficult to close the action.

Walter, being himself, put a live round in, turned the barrels towards him, as it made it easier to close that way.

I am sure you can imagine what happened then.

Mark:

I think that the Boar that YOU shot on the AR Big Bore Boar hunt is definetly the best animal photo (hey, it can't hurt to suck up to the judge!)

Saeed:

Look at the second photo, and your July photo. I took this the day that I shot my Buff. He was in the the patch of trees in the center right at the base of the flat topped hill. Glad to see we were hunting the same area. I would give quite a bit to go back, as I loved the area.

Dave