My Dad grew up in the co. mountains and was a very capable meat hunter. We went on family horseback elk and mule deer hunts every year we were in the states. My dad always had his WW2 19ll and a Garand in the house but we used family rifles when hunting. When we lived in Tehran, Iran my last 2 years of high school the NIOC guys my dad worked with were avid hunters and members of the ruling class. We went on lots of hunts in the Alborz and Zagros mountains for Ibex, sheep, deer and wild boar. Those wealthy Iranians had some exotic rifles and scopes and spectacular camps and horses. Gangs of coolies were always present to do the hard work except stalking and shooting.
We spent a lot more time fishing and skiing than we did hunting. My dad liked skiis and fly rods much more than he did guns.
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Stab them in the taint, you can't put a tourniquet on that. Craig Douglas ECQC
