BEAR TROUBLE!!!
Nov10

BEAR TROUBLE!!!

  The thought of coming up on a bear while hunting deer is not a pleasant thought, especially one this size.  It gets even more troublesome with the camera shots as now there is evidence she has a cub. This duo has been tearing up the feeders and knocking them over.  The camera records them various times in the early morning and late evening.  We have been invited guests on this track in Plantersville and so far have not come upon the bear while hunting.   So,  are black bears something to worry about?  Upon some research,  It appears that there are no recorded attacks on humans by a black bear in South Carolina.  This is a good article from biggamehunt.net  if you want to do some of your own research.  Personally,  I won’t assume anything.  Wild animals especially those who have young are unpredictable and I will continue to be cautious when walking to and from my deer stand.  Unless he is carrying a picnic basket, I will be on high alert! Share this:FacebookTwitterPinterestGoogleRedditLike this:Like...

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Mr. Grey
Sep04

Mr. Grey

Written by:   Trippett Boineau, Jr. As another dove season approaches,  I am reminded again of the day I met Mr. Grey. A good friend of mine who was taken away from us 3 years ago and far too early, had invited me to an opening day hunt with him over in Darlington, SC. He had his Boykin named Drake with him and I didn’t have a dog….at least not yet as you will soon see. We had a good southern BBQ lunch and a tray of boiled peanuts and we took off for the field around 2:00. My buddy and Drake were just down from me as we awaited the first doves of the day. He was having a bit of trouble getting his dog to sit still and I was watching the show with amusement. About that time a dove flew over and I dropped it using my wife’s 20 gauge over/under which I had never shot before but had decided to try it out this day. As I got up to go get the bird a black lab came running across the field and picked my bird up. Of course my thought was that it was someone’s else’s dog who was hunting near me and I may or may not ever see the bird again. But as the dog picked the bird up he came running straight to me and then stopped right in front of my dove stool and dropped the bird. Wow was I impressed but got even more so when this perfect retriever turned and sat down right beside me as if we had been old friends for years! I looked carefully at this black head and noticed he had a face full of grey whiskers….hence the immediate naming of this “ghost” retriever Mr. Grey. So we chat for a few minutes and soon another bird flies over and I drop that bird right out in front of us and without my saying a word my new friend and partner, Mr. Grey, goes and picks the bird up, brings it back, drops it in front of my stool, and then turns and sits down again…another perfect retrieve. Well my friends, this went on for 12 straight birds (misses not counted but not many) that Mr. Grey performed this same task to perfection.   We would have one sided conversations between retrieves but he always seemed to understand me or the look in his eye said he did. I gave him some water and patted his head and asked him a lot of questions, most of which he could not answer. After the brought...

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Red Fish Monster
Sep04

Red Fish Monster

Off the beautiful Florida coast near Boca Raton, we set out on a charter to go deep sea fishing.  It was not the calmest weather and we girls got tickled as the other charter boat from our group had to turn back because the men got seasick. We didn’t go out that far and our captain started us out fishing for some real small fish. As we caught them I could not figure out why were we fishing for these little fish.  It just didn’t sound that exciting to me. Soon I learned that the little fish would be dinner for the big fish.  Now that made sense to me. So, off we continued until we found that sweet spot only a seasoned captain would know about. Out in that wide ocean, hard to figure out how these guys know right where that spot is, but he proved to be a great fishing guide! We took turns fishing and it was not long when I hooked up with a fish. I knew it had to be big as the line screamed from the reel.  After a 20 minute battle I finally got the fish close enough to the boat for the mate to get him in the net.  When I saw the fish I was so proud – it was the biggest fish I ever caught at about 50 lbs and nearly 50 inches.    I was exhausted, but so excited. My husband also caught a good size Redfish, but not as big as mine! HA! Share this:FacebookTwitterPinterestGoogleRedditLike this:Like...

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