So, lets say you draw a Kick-A tag out of state. Only have limited time to hunt and decide to "Phone A Friend" to help you scout. Here are your "options"
#1. Pay him thousands of dollars and never show up.
#2. Boast his ego by complements and telling him he doesnt look fat in those levis, and loose to him in a game of poker.
#3. Drive to that state, glass, and make sure you spot more bulls then anyone else helping you, and loose to him in poker.
#4. Drive to Utah, sleep in the truck as your shouffered around like a king, get out to glass, bitch about how cold it is and eat, drink, poop, sleep till your hearts content.
So, Moose Nutz picks #4 (like I needed to tell you guys that). If these photos don't tell the real story, nothing will. (GreenHorn, I think you wasted your time typing
)
So, Wake up waaaaaaaaaaaaaay early, pick up my friend Ryan, and then proceed to moosies. Knock on door... Knock again, and again, and again.. Call his cell,... Still no answer. Proceed to look in windows until you see his "white moon" hanging over the couch outside the blanket.. knock repeatedly on window until he wakes up, see head raise with squinting eyes... sctratches ass then opens the window saying "whats up?".
On the road... get to our spot and start glassing.
About 30 minutes later...
Spot a nice bull, kick moosie a couple of times to wake him up, then explain where you are and to look IN the scope.
This is a pretty nice bull with a cheater off his right sword. His beam has a 1-2 inch cheater on the end of it as well. So its a 6x8.
Moosie liked the bull, played with nipples and began to gorge himself with food.
We move to a new spot... the next pictures I took to show you guys how serious this dork is taking this hunt. He ate more crap then a garbage disposal!
all in all Ryan and I spotted 25 bulls and one homo. Until Next Time
#1. Pay him thousands of dollars and never show up.
#2. Boast his ego by complements and telling him he doesnt look fat in those levis, and loose to him in a game of poker.
#3. Drive to that state, glass, and make sure you spot more bulls then anyone else helping you, and loose to him in poker.
#4. Drive to Utah, sleep in the truck as your shouffered around like a king, get out to glass, bitch about how cold it is and eat, drink, poop, sleep till your hearts content.
So, Moose Nutz picks #4 (like I needed to tell you guys that). If these photos don't tell the real story, nothing will. (GreenHorn, I think you wasted your time typing
)So, Wake up waaaaaaaaaaaaaay early, pick up my friend Ryan, and then proceed to moosies. Knock on door... Knock again, and again, and again.. Call his cell,... Still no answer. Proceed to look in windows until you see his "white moon" hanging over the couch outside the blanket.. knock repeatedly on window until he wakes up, see head raise with squinting eyes... sctratches ass then opens the window saying "whats up?".
On the road... get to our spot and start glassing.
About 30 minutes later...
Spot a nice bull, kick moosie a couple of times to wake him up, then explain where you are and to look IN the scope.
This is a pretty nice bull with a cheater off his right sword. His beam has a 1-2 inch cheater on the end of it as well. So its a 6x8.
Moosie liked the bull, played with nipples and began to gorge himself with food.
We move to a new spot... the next pictures I took to show you guys how serious this dork is taking this hunt. He ate more crap then a garbage disposal!
all in all Ryan and I spotted 25 bulls and one homo. Until Next Time
