Tag Teamed Handgun Badger
Jul 3, 2012 22:33:38 GMT -7
Post by Timber Butte Outdoors on Jul 3, 2012 22:33:38 GMT -7
June 30, 2012 - Saturday - Temp 98-99*
Loren called me and asked if I was interested in going hunting. Of course I said Yes! He said that we would leave here at 10am Saturday. OK! I will be ready.
Saturday, Loren called and said that he was going to be an hour or so late - he had to do some stuff for Connie. He said that he would call when he got clear! OK! I said!
About 12:30-12:45 he calls and said lets go. So, I jumped in the pickup and hualed over to his house. Loaded my stuff in his Jeep, and off we go.
We got out to the desert, at around 2pm. The temp was around 99 degrees give or take a couple degrees. Knowing that badgers won't show until the temps and the sun go down some. We dorve around looking for new calling locations. MAN! Did we find a bunch of nice new spots.
We must have drove through the desert for about 100 miles (it seemed)! We went to some places Loren and I haven't seen before. It was nice. There were alot of coyote sign, tracks and poo in the road, along with rabbit, and antelope tracks. In some spots the road was nothing but animal tracts, covered from edge to edge.
All the driving we did, we saw not one land animal - no! I take that back, we saw a few whistlepigs run across the road in front of us, but disappeared into the tall thick grass.
As the sun was going down, and we had arrived at the main road, Loren and I stopped, and unloaded the guns, and recased them in the back of the jeep.
As we were going down the main road - All of a sudden, Loren slammes on the brakes and cuts the jeep to the left, so that my window was facing down the road. Loren yelles, "BADGER" I look down and see the badger running down the bar ditch of the road side.
The only gun I had handy was my 1911 45 acp, in my holster on my belt, I yanked the gun, rolled down the window, stuck the handgun out the window, lined up the shot, whistled to stop or slow the badger, he slowed, I fired, and hit the dirt behind him, but the bullet skipped and hit him, rolled him over, he righted himself, started running up the bank of the road, into the grass and brush, I fired a few more times, missing all of the follow up shots, by then! he was a long ways out.
Loren turned the Jeep, and drove down the road to where we last say the badger. He jumped out of the Jeep, as he did, he reached under the side of his seat, and pulled out his 32 H&R Magnum Ruger Single Six (I think) and run up the bank, as I was looking for a refill for my handgun, I hear Loren shoot, 1 shot, miss, shot 2, I hear that all to familiar sound of bullet smacking meat - "whap". Then I hear Loren say, I got him.
I found my refill, and off up the bank I go. I walk to where Loren was, and there in the hole, blood all over, was a big male badger.
Lorens shot hit the badger right in the juggler vain in the neck. I found my shot, had hit him in the left side just behind the ribs, and exited in the left shoulder.
Loren and I "high fived" and said that we TAG Teamed the badger with handguns - It was cool, and exciting for a few moments. Good shooting Loren!
Good Hunting,
Gary
Loren called me and asked if I was interested in going hunting. Of course I said Yes! He said that we would leave here at 10am Saturday. OK! I will be ready.
Saturday, Loren called and said that he was going to be an hour or so late - he had to do some stuff for Connie. He said that he would call when he got clear! OK! I said!
About 12:30-12:45 he calls and said lets go. So, I jumped in the pickup and hualed over to his house. Loaded my stuff in his Jeep, and off we go.
We got out to the desert, at around 2pm. The temp was around 99 degrees give or take a couple degrees. Knowing that badgers won't show until the temps and the sun go down some. We dorve around looking for new calling locations. MAN! Did we find a bunch of nice new spots.
We must have drove through the desert for about 100 miles (it seemed)! We went to some places Loren and I haven't seen before. It was nice. There were alot of coyote sign, tracks and poo in the road, along with rabbit, and antelope tracks. In some spots the road was nothing but animal tracts, covered from edge to edge.
All the driving we did, we saw not one land animal - no! I take that back, we saw a few whistlepigs run across the road in front of us, but disappeared into the tall thick grass.
As the sun was going down, and we had arrived at the main road, Loren and I stopped, and unloaded the guns, and recased them in the back of the jeep.
As we were going down the main road - All of a sudden, Loren slammes on the brakes and cuts the jeep to the left, so that my window was facing down the road. Loren yelles, "BADGER" I look down and see the badger running down the bar ditch of the road side.
The only gun I had handy was my 1911 45 acp, in my holster on my belt, I yanked the gun, rolled down the window, stuck the handgun out the window, lined up the shot, whistled to stop or slow the badger, he slowed, I fired, and hit the dirt behind him, but the bullet skipped and hit him, rolled him over, he righted himself, started running up the bank of the road, into the grass and brush, I fired a few more times, missing all of the follow up shots, by then! he was a long ways out.
Loren turned the Jeep, and drove down the road to where we last say the badger. He jumped out of the Jeep, as he did, he reached under the side of his seat, and pulled out his 32 H&R Magnum Ruger Single Six (I think) and run up the bank, as I was looking for a refill for my handgun, I hear Loren shoot, 1 shot, miss, shot 2, I hear that all to familiar sound of bullet smacking meat - "whap". Then I hear Loren say, I got him.
I found my refill, and off up the bank I go. I walk to where Loren was, and there in the hole, blood all over, was a big male badger.
Lorens shot hit the badger right in the juggler vain in the neck. I found my shot, had hit him in the left side just behind the ribs, and exited in the left shoulder.
Loren and I "high fived" and said that we TAG Teamed the badger with handguns - It was cool, and exciting for a few moments. Good shooting Loren!
Good Hunting,
Gary
