From mid July til the end of august there isn't a lot going on in my part of the country, the grass is extrememly tall from all the rain, the rock chucks have went to bed for the next 8 months, the ground squirrels are almost impossible to see & the badgers keep getting hit by cars before I can do them justice.
About a week ago me & Callshot drove right up on a badger, he acted a little frisky but dove in the brush before I could get stopped. We hot footed it back up the road but I'm sure the badger smelled Steve. The next time I spotted him he gave me a snap shot & went down his hole.
I thought I had nailed him but couldn't be sure. I stuffed the hole with sagebrush & planned to check it the next day. When I got there at 6pm I knew I hadn't got him, during the night he had moved enough dirt to add on 2 more bedrooms & a deck.
Its absolutely amazing how much dirt one of these guys can move, it would take Callshot 3 days to shovel that much dirt, maybe more if I was helping.


I sat there until dark & then pushed another piece of sage down the hole part way, I needed to know if he was in the hole or out of the hole & hunting somewhere. The way you do this is to put the brush just far enough down the hole he can't pull it out, if he's already in there he'll push it out ahead of him. Well, this went on for 5 nights straight & he was always out of the hole when I got there.
Looking back I think the smell of Steve scared him so bad he decided to leave the country so I gave up! Did get some nice photo's of the mountainside & some cactus flowers blooming.






This is the lake across the street from my house, the Bear River flows into it about 2 blocks from my house.


The old Oregon Trail came right through Soda Springs, during the time when the pioneers were coming across the plains the Army had to build a fort along the site where this lake now resides to protect them from the many indians in the area. There were no Pizza Huts or Burger Kings at that time & the indians liked the settlers beef!


Many times the indians would come to the fort & trade hides for horses, food, blankets & rot gut whiskey.


I think Callshot was present when they signed the treaty!!

We got bored yesterday so Callshot agreed to drive...(had my hands around his throat) we bounced along a dirt road & a nice juicy ground squirrel had climbed up on a fence post, he had heard the rumor that Callshot was driving & had to see for himself. I launched him 15' off that post with my Bisley 45 & a 260 gr Keith, had 9 grs of Unique in the tank. It was cost $5 for a ride like that at Disney World. It was impressive!
The next one ran down a fence line looking for his momma, I drilled him in the big middle with another of Elmers finest & it was lights out, pow!



This is what my bright pink sight looks like when the sun goes down.



Dick

Dick,I just love your posts, must be all the Ruger single actions and the targets of oppertunity.nothing beats a Ruger single action blackhawk or Bisley in .41,.44,.45

Where did you get that sexy front sight?
Is it a pin in blade? Do they come in different heights?

Glenn, that is a sight that my son makes but all you have to do is paint the sight white, then paint it blaze orange or hot pink, both work great. They are pinned on the SS guns.
I've stated before that we always narrow the front sight to 1/10", makes it so much easier to see in bad light.

Dick

Dick....you live in a paradise....I am going to try to get up your way, if possible, after Guillermo goes back from his trip here in September....I believe you told me you were about 3-4 hours out of Boise...

man ......
Dick you are living in some beautiful country
it looks like you are having fun and have a good friend
thanks enjoy the story