Birthday Badger Hunt
Jun 15, 2010 17:54:16 GMT -7
Post by Timber Butte Outdoors on Jun 15, 2010 17:54:16 GMT -7
June 13, 2010,
Team TBO ProStaff Brendan and I went hunting on Sunday. The weather actually cooperated, no rain, light wind and sun, but it was cool, around 40 degrees in the morning and warmed up to 70 by 1pm.
Brendan and I went out to the desert looking for badgers, coyotes, whistlepigs. At day light the temprature was a little cool for the critters to be out and about, so we drove around looking anyway, as the sun warmed the air, we started seeing a few squirrels, a signal that the badger will be following soon.
Sure enough, as we drove though a wash, I noticed movement, looking to my left I see 2 badgers moving through the tall grass about 20 yards. As I stopped the pickup, bailed out and found an opening in the brush, and found a badger in my scope, as it weaved through, I fired, but it was too close, and I shot over it, those 2 disappeared down a hole. Brendan and I looked for blood or sign of a hit, but nothing was found.
As we were walking back to the pickup, I see Brendan raise his rifle, and about 50-60 yards up the road on the other side of the road were 2 more badgers, Brendan leveled his rifle and cranked off a round, shooting over the badger (now I don't feel so bad for missing), as the badger just stood there, like it was stunned, I cranked of a round and of course, I missed also (I am no good at offhand shooting - too shaky). Immediatly the badger took for the sagebrush, and so did Brendan, looking for the badgers.
Meantime, I moved the pickup up to where I could get an advantage overlook of the area the badgers went into, just then I see movement about 35 yards away, and I see a badgers head stuck up looking at us, I point it out to Brendan, he cranks another round off, a miss, the badger go under ground, for a couple minutes. As I was getting back in the pickup, I see a head poking up, but closer to us, maybe 20-25 yards, I got out of the pickup, leaned on the hood, took aim, this time I shot low, and wack, the Speer HP 52 gr bullet hit it's mark, I saw the badger hit the deck before the recoil. Brendan asked if I hit it? Yes! I did, so we walked out looking for the dead badger. We looked in the area, and found a couple holes, but no blood. As we were walking back to the pickup, I looked down, almost jumping out of my skin, lying there was the badger, man that was exciting for a moment. Here is the first one, not a big one by any means.
We loaded the badger, took pictures, and went on our way to find more critters.
We drove through the desert, and didn't see anymore badgers, so we turned around and traveled back toward the spot that we had shot the badger, on the way back we found a bunch of squirrels, that we stopped and shot a few of them. Brendan had some reloads that his Dad had loaded, some of which were loaded with different bullets (HP's - he normally shoots VMax) so we stopped and popped a few squirrels to make sure the round would shoot the same as the VMax bullets.
We left that spot and while driving, as we got the place that I had shot the first badger, I spotted another badger on the opposite side of the road running full out, it then cut across the road, and in a hole, Brendan went after it, I drove down the hill for a better view, but the digger didn't show it's self again, we moved on.
Brendan and I were chatting, when I saw a badger head sticking up over the low sagebrush. I stopped, shut off the pickup, Brendan stepped out, braced himself on the door, pulled the trigger - CLICK! - "What the @#$%$*&*&(*^%$##@$%! While Brendan was working the bolt, I was lip squeaking to keep the badger interested in what was going on. Brendan squeezed the trigger and smack the badger goes down in a heap.
This badger was a HE HORSE OF THE DESERT!
As I was taking the above picture, Brendan said that he had to take a leak - here is Brendan, taking care of business! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
The badger that I shot is on the right, and the badger that Brendan, had just shot is on the left - notice the size comparison. Mine is alot smaller - a young male, this years litter.
Checkout these diggers - NICE!!
These are on my badger:
These are on Brendan's badger:
Anytime Brendan and I go hunting, we have a great time, we talk, joke, tease one another, talk about guns and calibers, reloading, but most of all we love to hunt, and enjoy hunting together.
Brendan shot my Browning Buckmark Varmint 22lr handgun, The pistol had a 10 5/8 inch barrel when I bought about 20 years ago, but I soon had it cut and crowned to 6 inches (I used to shoot on a small bore bullseye pistol league) it has a Tasco Red Dot scope. First I saw a squirrel standing about 25 yards away, so I leaned across the hood, fired, and wack! Brendan, in a surprised voice says - "You got it!" No surprise to me, I go out and shoot my pistol all the time. And it is extremely accurate - whereever or whatever you put the red dot on, is going to be hit. I handed the pistol to Brendan, and he saw a squirrel standing up beyond the one I shot - it was about 30 yards, Brendan braced himself, took aim, pop! the squirrel went down with a thud. Brendan was impressed with the pistol! He said, "Lets find a badger to wack with the pistol!" OK! We were on our way to find another badger. Unfortunaly we didn't find any more.
As it was really starting to warm up, we decided to call it a day, we went back to Brendan's house, threw some steaks on the BBQ, cooked some beans, to go with it - LIFE IS GOOD! Had a great day with my friend - I went home and took a nap!
Thank You & Hunting Blessings
Gary
Team TBO ProStaff Brendan and I went hunting on Sunday. The weather actually cooperated, no rain, light wind and sun, but it was cool, around 40 degrees in the morning and warmed up to 70 by 1pm.
Brendan and I went out to the desert looking for badgers, coyotes, whistlepigs. At day light the temprature was a little cool for the critters to be out and about, so we drove around looking anyway, as the sun warmed the air, we started seeing a few squirrels, a signal that the badger will be following soon.
Sure enough, as we drove though a wash, I noticed movement, looking to my left I see 2 badgers moving through the tall grass about 20 yards. As I stopped the pickup, bailed out and found an opening in the brush, and found a badger in my scope, as it weaved through, I fired, but it was too close, and I shot over it, those 2 disappeared down a hole. Brendan and I looked for blood or sign of a hit, but nothing was found.
As we were walking back to the pickup, I see Brendan raise his rifle, and about 50-60 yards up the road on the other side of the road were 2 more badgers, Brendan leveled his rifle and cranked off a round, shooting over the badger (now I don't feel so bad for missing), as the badger just stood there, like it was stunned, I cranked of a round and of course, I missed also (I am no good at offhand shooting - too shaky). Immediatly the badger took for the sagebrush, and so did Brendan, looking for the badgers.
Meantime, I moved the pickup up to where I could get an advantage overlook of the area the badgers went into, just then I see movement about 35 yards away, and I see a badgers head stuck up looking at us, I point it out to Brendan, he cranks another round off, a miss, the badger go under ground, for a couple minutes. As I was getting back in the pickup, I see a head poking up, but closer to us, maybe 20-25 yards, I got out of the pickup, leaned on the hood, took aim, this time I shot low, and wack, the Speer HP 52 gr bullet hit it's mark, I saw the badger hit the deck before the recoil. Brendan asked if I hit it? Yes! I did, so we walked out looking for the dead badger. We looked in the area, and found a couple holes, but no blood. As we were walking back to the pickup, I looked down, almost jumping out of my skin, lying there was the badger, man that was exciting for a moment. Here is the first one, not a big one by any means.
We loaded the badger, took pictures, and went on our way to find more critters.
We drove through the desert, and didn't see anymore badgers, so we turned around and traveled back toward the spot that we had shot the badger, on the way back we found a bunch of squirrels, that we stopped and shot a few of them. Brendan had some reloads that his Dad had loaded, some of which were loaded with different bullets (HP's - he normally shoots VMax) so we stopped and popped a few squirrels to make sure the round would shoot the same as the VMax bullets.
We left that spot and while driving, as we got the place that I had shot the first badger, I spotted another badger on the opposite side of the road running full out, it then cut across the road, and in a hole, Brendan went after it, I drove down the hill for a better view, but the digger didn't show it's self again, we moved on.
Brendan and I were chatting, when I saw a badger head sticking up over the low sagebrush. I stopped, shut off the pickup, Brendan stepped out, braced himself on the door, pulled the trigger - CLICK! - "What the @#$%$*&*&(*^%$##@$%! While Brendan was working the bolt, I was lip squeaking to keep the badger interested in what was going on. Brendan squeezed the trigger and smack the badger goes down in a heap.
This badger was a HE HORSE OF THE DESERT!
As I was taking the above picture, Brendan said that he had to take a leak - here is Brendan, taking care of business! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
The badger that I shot is on the right, and the badger that Brendan, had just shot is on the left - notice the size comparison. Mine is alot smaller - a young male, this years litter.
Checkout these diggers - NICE!!
These are on my badger:
These are on Brendan's badger:
Anytime Brendan and I go hunting, we have a great time, we talk, joke, tease one another, talk about guns and calibers, reloading, but most of all we love to hunt, and enjoy hunting together.
Brendan shot my Browning Buckmark Varmint 22lr handgun, The pistol had a 10 5/8 inch barrel when I bought about 20 years ago, but I soon had it cut and crowned to 6 inches (I used to shoot on a small bore bullseye pistol league) it has a Tasco Red Dot scope. First I saw a squirrel standing about 25 yards away, so I leaned across the hood, fired, and wack! Brendan, in a surprised voice says - "You got it!" No surprise to me, I go out and shoot my pistol all the time. And it is extremely accurate - whereever or whatever you put the red dot on, is going to be hit. I handed the pistol to Brendan, and he saw a squirrel standing up beyond the one I shot - it was about 30 yards, Brendan braced himself, took aim, pop! the squirrel went down with a thud. Brendan was impressed with the pistol! He said, "Lets find a badger to wack with the pistol!" OK! We were on our way to find another badger. Unfortunaly we didn't find any more.
As it was really starting to warm up, we decided to call it a day, we went back to Brendan's house, threw some steaks on the BBQ, cooked some beans, to go with it - LIFE IS GOOD! Had a great day with my friend - I went home and took a nap!
Thank You & Hunting Blessings
Gary