Let The Games Begin!!!

IronNoggin

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For quite a few years I had given in to the realization that far too many shoulder injuries had taken their toll on this aging body, and that as a consequence it was extremely doubtful that I'd ever hunt with pointy sticks again. No way in hell could I draw my old compound to full draw, and certainly no chance of holding it there.

Then along came a great Ducks Unlimited dinner at which myself and our "Git 'Er Done Team" from Port Alberni were being toasted for having helped capture the title of Canada's Ultimate Fishing Town. Amongst the many items at auction there was a super-slick looking Excalibur Ibex Crossbow. That got me to thinking... maybe with this little toy I could once again join in the ranks of those hunters who aspire to taking their game with a bow...
Bidding was serious between only me and one other. At the last possible moment, I RAN to up the ante just slightly, and before the other fellow could react, the auction Gal snapped up the form! The bow was MINE!!

Did a fair amount of practice with that new weapon after fully dressing her in all the latest finest. Extremely accurate, I soon found out NOT to shoot two arrows at the same point lest risking pulling a "Robin Hood" and literally destroying the first arrow in the target! Sweet!!

That accuracy paid off in the fall, when once again I set out to try my luck! I passed many shots on our smaller Island deer, and then decided to hook up with a Good Buddy out near Kelowna for the late bow season. Managed to muff the first shot I ever took on game with it, my fault, certainly not the bow's. But the next two shots resulted in a couple of fine eating whitetails for the larder, and now the hook was set deep! Right Hooked that is!

I had no intention of replacing the Ibex, it performed beyond my expectations. Then, a fellow on Excalibur's Forum listed a new Exomax, looking for the exact bow I had. Hmmmm....
The Exomax is the top end of Excalibur's line, one of the fastest hunting crossbows ever produced, boasting a 225 lb. draw weight and capable of arrow speeds of 350 FPS. This was noticeably stronger and faster than the Ibex, and so I decided to toy with the idea of a possible trade. Several lengthy conversations later, I made the decision, dismantled the Ibex and boxed her up for shipping.

Days passed, and I began to second guess that decision! What if the bow on it's way to me is a piece of crap? What if I don't like it when it gets here? What the hell have I done??

Then, yesterday, a call from The Missuz while out on the Big Pond: Your bow has arrived! It took everything I could do to stay out there to collect my Buddy's first ever spring, but I somehow managed to throttle that back, and indeed, he SCORED! Great day all round...

Back at The Hacienda, it was with trembling hands and great apprehension that I carefully un-crated the new bow. Better than advertised, the stickers were still in place, and the bow looks to be brand spanky new!! Too tired after days upon days of fishing, I decided to put it together and fully dress her in the morning. Dreams of hunting entertained me through the night, but right early I awoke and literally scrambled to get her in Hunting Form!!

Fully dressed the Exomax is a delightful albeit fearsome looking bow!

Here's a few pictures of the latest weapon in my arsenal:

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AWESOME IMHO!!

Had to run a buddy down-Island last night to catch a plane back to the mainland. On the way home The Missuz and I stuck our noses into an area we know is often frequented by about a dozen blacktails, including one Gagger buck with rather magnificent headgear. To our utter amazement, the field in question hosted more deer than we have ever seen there! We counted them three times to be certain, the number came up the same each and every time! FORTY-TWO, including not one, but Two HUGE Bucks, one very typical four point with good brows, and a second non-typical with far too many points to get an accurate count on! WOW!!

I usually wait for the bucks to shed their velvet before taking up the chase. But with the new bow in hand, and the deer rather close to home, I am now toying with the thought of engaging in the early bow season here damn soon (that is already open!).

So, this afternoon I am off to see what the new Gal shoots like. If things go as well as I think they will, those two Gaggers just inherited a rather serious problem!! ME!!

Hope to soon be posting pictures of the new toy's success! Best of Luck to all who are heading out this fall in pursuit of The Game!!

Cheers,
Nog
 
Wow......that's either a REALLY small grizzly rug or a REALLY big crossbow. :p :D





Grizzly cubs have long tails like that and they freeze off in their first winter...........I swear.........honest...........no BSing. :rolleyes: :p
 
Wow......that's either a REALLY small grizzly rug or a REALLY big crossbow. :p :D

Or... One Hell of a Good Sized Wolverine my friend! :D
22 caliber pistol (and yes I did have the required Carry Permit) at 10 feet! REALLY got my Mo-Jo going!! :cool:

Cheers,
Nog
 
...Wildlife beware the stalking step of the Iron Noggin!!
 
Bring that thing to my house, there's a dandy 5 point with 4 or 5 buddies. :mad: He's mainly fed on tomato plants, expensive flowers and other garden plants.... guaranteed my whole street will cheer you on as you take care of business! HA!
 
Bring that thing to my house, there's a dandy 5 point with 4 or 5 buddies. :mad: He's mainly fed on tomato plants, expensive flowers and other garden plants.... guaranteed my whole street will cheer you on as you take care of business! HA!

I'd love to take you up on that, but there are actually times I do let Fear (in this case The Law) and Common Sense hold me back!! :D

A little more on the background hide...

Kinda thought the wolverine made a good base for the pictures.
Interesting story related to him too...

I was a Marine Biologist in Canada's Western Arctic for a fair bit of my working career. Had a Carry Permit, and did carry various "back-up" hand-guns while out in the back country.

One particular trip, an Inuit Buddy of mine had a Polar Bear tag, so we set off the couple hundred miles from town on our snow machines to one of their whaling camps to base out of. Had to dig down through 5 feet of snow to get to the cabin door, and the same for the woodpile we'd left there in the fall. Got the stove stoked up and wandered out the door to collect more wood for it.

50 yards from the cabin door was a large male wolverine as I stepped out. He'd been coming down to raid the cabins while their owners were hunkered down in town. Wind was wrong for him, so he was caught in the open by surprise. I made myself look as big as I could, and yelled loudly at him. His answer was to slink low to the ground, and GROWL menacingly back at me?? What the H?? Tried yelling again, and on he comes... FAST!! JhuhEezuz!! Took my eyes off him for a mere second or two as I fumbled madly for the diminutive little 22 automatic I had in an inside pocket. Freed it, thumbed the safety off and looked back up. Still coming... at TEN BLOODY FEET! EEK!!
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Realizing 'd have but one shot, I made damn certain his eyes were centered between the sights before loosing a round. Tumbled him head over heels, right at my feet! My buddy heard me yell, heard the shot, and rammed me out of the way as he came running with the big Bear Gun. You got Damned Lucky he said! Like grabbing the business end of a chainsaw if one ever gets ahold of you!!

Took an hour before the shakes disappeared! Skinned him out, and had him rug-mounted. Still shake a little inside when I look at it and realize What Could Have Been!! :eek:

Cheers,
Nog
 
I hear wolvernies are your worst nightmare to come face to face with in the wild
 
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All this wolverine talk reminded me of this video. So funny.

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Just curious, whats wolverine taste like?

LOL! Who Knows?? Even when the trappers left their carcasses out on the land, NADA would touch them! Including ravens, bears, wolves, fox, etc.

They REALLY have a RANK Smell when you get near them. Skinning them, besides every single square inch being stuck like Crazy Glued on, is an exercise in nausea control due to the smell. Not likely 'll ever engage in that particularly nasty business again...

Cheers,
Nog
 
Cool story Nog!
Wolverines, like all members of the weasel family, have two special tools that sets them apart from other mammals: they all have a honker of a scent-gland with which they can both mark-territoy and also use as a defensive weapon (most pronounced in the skunks, but I heard they are being reclassified); secondly, they all have extremely pronounced jaw musculature, putting them at or near the top of the worlds (pound fer' pound) hardest biters.

I know this first hand, I used to breed Ferrets... I'd watch them breed I mean. I don't mean I like to watch... ****, I digress.
 
Cool story Nog!
I know this first hand, I used to breed Ferrets... I'd watch them breed I mean. I don't mean I like to watch... ****, I digress.

LOL! Methinks The Man doth Protest too Much!! :D
Kinda interesting to watch that disintegrate on you Buddy!! :p

I well know about the special adaptations for the wolverine. After you've skinned them and have a look at their skulls, you can easily see a pit-bull has NOTHING on their Bite! Hate to have to check that out in person!
The scent glands are like to overly large grapes, near the tail. TAKE CARE to NEVER Rupture one!! They often "mark" food they've scored or taken away from another critter. NOTHING will ever touch it after that!
We actually took the two from the fellow pictured above, and dropped them down the cabin chimney of a fellow we weren't all that fond of. They froze into place about 2/3 of the way down. Should have seen the antics when they fired up the stove the following spring! PRICELESS!! :D

Cheers,
Nog
 
We actually took the two from the fellow pictured above, and dropped them down the cabin chimney of a fellow we weren't all that fond of. They froze into place about 2/3 of the way down. Should have seen the antics when they fired up the stove the following spring! PRICELESS!! :D
Mental note to self; Never **** off Nog:eek:
 
She Shoots - She SCORES!!

I finally got the opportunity to try out the new-to-me Exomax yesterday afternoon.

Right from the get-go it needed very little tweaking to find dead-center at 20 yards:

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You can see from the picture I basically forgot the Golden Rule and fired twice at the same point. Arrows ended up just touching each other... Lucky I didn't blow one of them up!!

A couple minor adjustments at 30 yards, and Bang On at 40 yards with no further tweaking!

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This time I intentionally held a little high for the first shot, and about an inch low for the second. Seems to me that they certainly would have Robin Hooded had I aimed at the same point!

First and second broadhead flights at 40 yards resulted in:

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And the results of five consecutive shots at 40 yards basically cut the center of the target right out!!

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The fellow I traded with sent along a couple of Big John's custom arrows with the bow.
Those together with the Exomax are literally a Work Of Art!
Incredible accuracy, once again living up to the Standard of Excellence Excalibur bows are so famous for!

Taking her back to the range again this afternoon, just a little more proving with the broadheads, and then thinking seriously about heading after those two Big Bucks the Missuz and I saw just a couple of days ago! At this point I am VERY Comfortable that the bow will indeed do it's job in that pursuit providing I do mine...

Letcha know as it goes...

Cheers,
Nog
 
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