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Posted By Michael Patrick McCarty
Rocky Tschappat poses with a pair of Rio Grande Turkeys, coaxed to a call in Western Kansas and doubled down at 40 and 55 yards.
Yes, Kansas does offer a two bird limit in some areas.
And By the Way “The Funky Chicken” Turkey Decoy (in background photo) strikes again.
Ray Seelbinder of Carbondale, Colorado has spent many years honing his bowhunting skills on the legendary Coues Whitetail, otherwise known as “the grey ghost”.
As you can see, perseverance does pay off.
Below is a photo of his 2017 Pope and Young buck.
Congratulations Ray, on taking a fine specimen of one of North America’s most challenging bow and arrow trophies.
Ray is also an accomplished bowyer. Did I mention that he carries a bow that he made himself?
Ray’s Coues Deer Skull Next to his “Buckpoint” Custom 3 Piece Takedown , with reflex / deflex limbs.
“It’s tough not teaching a bow bad habits!” – Ray Seelbinder
For More information on hunting Coues Deer Click Here
Ray has just completed his North American Deer Slam with his Columbian Blacktail trophy. Read about it here.
My brother, Kevin McCarty, has caught a lot of weakfish in his long salt water fishing career, but no others have come even close to this monster Weakie. He tells me that he neglected to weigh it for longer than he should have, and it surely weighed over 17 pounds when it first came out of the water. Add a pound or two to this guy, and you’re starting to dance around those State and World Record numbers.
It’s been many years since I left our home fishing waters near Barnegat Bay and Long Beach Island, but I have fond memories of throwing sharp-pointed, shiny things into huge schools of boiling weakfish, pinned below a clamorous sky of wheeling and diving birds.
The school was never there for very long, though we could always manage to hook up on a few fish before they disappeared below the chop. Most of the fish were in the 2-3 pound range, and I am quite sure that we never boated anything like my brother’s fish.
But that was in the early 1970’s, and I understand that things have changed quite a bit since then. From what I can gather the weakfish population has suffered a serious decline since the 1990’s. The reasons for the decline are open to debate, but no matter the cause, I am sad to hear the news.
Perhaps they may never recover their previous population counts, but there is hope. There is always hope.
It’s great to know that those marvelous mysteries of my youth have not given it all up quite yet. And if you are very, very lucky, or good, you just might hook a tiderunner weakfish like this too!
See an excellent article on weakfish and weak fishing here.
What do you do when January seems more dark and blue than usual, and cabin fever threatens to ruin the day?
Well, grab some friends (or be grabbed) and get out there and do some small game hunting, of course.
I took this brace of mountain cottontails, and others, with a tack-driving .22 rifle in a heavy, knee-deep snow in northwestern Colorado.
It was a whole bunch of fun, and a fine meal of rabbit is just around the corner.
And remember, Spring will come…