On 6/13/2014 7:40 AM, F*O*A*D wrote:
On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of
the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near
killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to the
other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow
it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


It's too bad the raccoon didn't go after you, since you were the lower
life form. And why were you hunting raccoons? To show your buddies you
really had a dick?


Dickless? (glass houses)

On 6/13/14, 12:08 PM, wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:40:24 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to the other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


And why were you hunting raccoons?

Probably for the same reason you write ad copy.
The pelts are/were worth money.


Maybe. More likely, because it made him feel like a man.

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On 6/13/14, 1:55 PM, wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 13:16:50 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 12:08 PM, wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:40:24 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to the other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


And why were you hunting raccoons?

Probably for the same reason you write ad copy.
The pelts are/were worth money.


Maybe. More likely, because it made him feel like a man.

Dunno, The only time I ever went "coon huntin'" it was just an excuse
for rednecks to sit by a fire in the woods and drink beer. I am not
sure anyone even had a gun (I didn't). I know we never saw a raccoon
but the dogs were barking at something.


I don't shoot critters.

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F*O*A*D wrote:
On 6/13/14, 1:55 PM, wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 13:16:50 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 12:08 PM, wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:40:24 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of
the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near
killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to
the other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


And why were you hunting raccoons?

Probably for the same reason you write ad copy.
The pelts are/were worth money.


Maybe. More likely, because it made him feel like a man.

Dunno, The only time I ever went "coon huntin'" it was just an excuse
for rednecks to sit by a fire in the woods and drink beer. I am not
sure anyone even had a gun (I didn't). I know we never saw a raccoon
but the dogs were barking at something.


I don't shoot critters.


You swerve and run over people and critters.

On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 12:05:48 -0400, wrote:

On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:22:04 -0400, Poquito Loco
wrote:

On Thu, 12 Jun 2014 23:38:44 -0400, Wayne.B wrote:

On Thu, 12 Jun 2014 08:37:12 -0400, Poquito Loco
wrote:

You guys must be good. Our longest range target was only 300 yards, for the M14.

===

That's my recollection also (circa 1967 at Ft Jackson) but the M14 was
so accurate that I don't think 500 yards would have been that big a
problem

When qualifying I was hitting every target except the damn 50 yard target. After about three misses
my spotter reminded me that I'd zeroed at 150 yards and was shooting over the damn target every
time. Those were my only misses. I really liked that rifle.

And you're right. I think 500 yards would be very hittable, even without a scope. Probably have to
aim about a foot over the silhouette's head.

I have not looked (M1A locked up) but doesn't the GI sight go out that
far?

If you are zero at 150 yards, you should only be a few inches high at
50 yards.
I think the old saw was of you BZO at 250 meters you are pretty much
dead on at 22 meters and it is a few inches high everywhere in
between.
If you are shooting at center mass, you should still be hitting
something important anywhere in between.

Well, the 50 yard silhouette is smaller than the 300 yarder. A few inches, aiming at center of mass,
puts the round right over the top. I should have been aiming at the bottom of the target.

On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 12:08:40 -0400, wrote:

On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:40:24 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to the other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


And why were you hunting raccoons?

Probably for the same reason you write ad copy.
The pelts are/were worth money.

Exactly. Back then, early 60's, it was very worthwhile to stay out all night to get two or three
racoons. The guy I went hunting with lived on his dad's farm, had about 25 dogs, Blue Tick, Red
Bone, Black and Tan, and others, and that's one of the ways he made some money. We were in high
school then.

On 6/13/14, 2:45 PM, Califbill wrote:
F*O*A*D wrote:



I don't shoot critters.


You swerve and run over people and critters.


No, Bilious, I don't swerve to run over people but I do swerve to avoid
hitting a critter.

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On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 13:55:54 -0400, wrote:

On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 13:16:50 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 12:08 PM, wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:40:24 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to the other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


And why were you hunting raccoons?

Probably for the same reason you write ad copy.
The pelts are/were worth money.


Maybe. More likely, because it made him feel like a man.

Dunno, The only time I ever went "coon huntin'" it was just an excuse
for rednecks to sit by a fire in the woods and drink beer. I am not
sure anyone even had a gun (I didn't). I know we never saw a raccoon
but the dogs were barking at something.

If they jump a rabbit they'll bark and give chase. The 'coon hunter can tell the difference between
that bark and a 'tree'd 'coon' bark. The dogs do the hunting, and when they tree a 'coon, they raise
a hell of a fuss. We were teens, so we didn't sit around a fire drinking. We did sit down once
waiting for the dogs to get a 'coon treed, and we both fell asleep. We woke the next morning with
about ten dogs all snuggled up around us.

Good times.

On 6/13/14, 2:56 PM, Poquito Loco wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 12:08:40 -0400, wrote:

On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:40:24 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to the other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


And why were you hunting raccoons?

Probably for the same reason you write ad copy.
The pelts are/were worth money.

Exactly. Back then, early 60's, it was very worthwhile to stay out all night to get two or three
racoons. The guy I went hunting with lived on his dad's farm, had about 25 dogs, Blue Tick, Red
Bone, Black and Tan, and others, and that's one of the ways he made some money. We were in high
school then.


We're about the same age. When I was in high school, I got afterschool
and Saturday jobs for pocket money that didn't involve shooting
critters. Weren't you employable?

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On 6/13/14, 3:00 PM, Poquito Loco wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 13:55:54 -0400, wrote:

On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 13:16:50 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 12:08 PM, wrote:
On Fri, 13 Jun 2014 07:40:24 -0400, F*O*A*D wrote:

On 6/13/14, 7:25 AM, Poquito Loco wrote:


Once when racoon hunting a shot with a .22 brought the racoon out of the tree into a creek. The most
stupid of the hunting dogs jumped in after it. The racoon damn near killed the dog, which quickly
gave up and came back to our side of the creek. The racoon swam to the other side and escaped in the
bushes. This was about 2:00 AM, so we weren't able to see it or follow it.

It didn't seem to be hurt too badly.


And why were you hunting raccoons?

Probably for the same reason you write ad copy.
The pelts are/were worth money.


Maybe. More likely, because it made him feel like a man.

Dunno, The only time I ever went "coon huntin'" it was just an excuse
for rednecks to sit by a fire in the woods and drink beer. I am not
sure anyone even had a gun (I didn't). I know we never saw a raccoon
but the dogs were barking at something.

If they jump a rabbit they'll bark and give chase. The 'coon hunter can tell the difference between
that bark and a 'tree'd 'coon' bark. The dogs do the hunting, and when they tree a 'coon, they raise
a hell of a fuss. We were teens, so we didn't sit around a fire drinking. We did sit down once
waiting for the dogs to get a 'coon treed, and we both fell asleep. We woke the next morning with
about ten dogs all snuggled up around us.

Good times.


How many of the dogs got pregnant from their snuggling up with you fellas?


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