Friday, October 30, 2009

Hunting 09...Back in 17A

It's been a long time, I don't know if I remember how to do this and I don't even know where to start. So...hear we go. I'll start of with how excited I was to be able to back to hunt in 17A. The previous year we were drawn for our second choice,18A and it was terrible. You can read about that trip in the older posts. The reason I was so excited is because of the bucks we ran across in 07. We went up on opening day this year and found out it was a big mistake. There were way to many hunters up there and most of them were just driving the back trails I wanted to hunt like a highway. It was ridiculous! I could complain a lot more about that but have to save it for some other stuff.


The area we hunt in is on a ranch in the Prescott National Forrest. There are usually water holes all over this property but with the lack of rain this summer they were all dried up. Because of that the windmills along the power line road were the main source of water for the cattle. And with the most head of cattle I've ever seen up there those tanks were owned by the cattle. The second morning I got up early to walk to one of the tanks that looked like it might be promising, hoping that I might see deer before the cattle came. What I ended up seeing was an idiot driving up to the windmill right before dawn and then backing up a hill near by. I was frustrated at this point because I had been waiting for over a half an hour in the cold to not be seen and here this dude comes driving up at the time the deer would be moving in. Apparently this guy is dumb to think anything but a bovine is gona show up at that tank now. I figured I'd wait a few more minutes just to see the sun rise, well before that happened a dude we had seen the day before came speeding through that area and really figured that was it. But still wanted to see the sun rise. As that was happening I started to see some movement north of the area so pulled up my binos and saw that it was cattle. So I enjoyed a decent sunrise and almost got run over by a cow and decided to head back to camp. At that point I figured all the deer are watering in 18B on the private property south of us.


Day two, hike, hike, hike, hike, hike. Not much sign though. Came back to camp a little tired and disappointed with the lack of sign we had seen. We all sat around camp tired from the long journey we took earlier that day and almost didn't go out that evening until a little before dusk. We all agreed that we would all just jump in the Liberty and take a drive down a little road south of our camp called Turkey Draw. Not even a mile down that road Vance spotted a bunch of does and the passenger side of the Jeep less than 100 yards away. We stopped and jumped out as they headed through a wash and up the mountain. With my naked eye I thought that i had seen some bright antlers through the brush. That got my adrenaline pumping and all of the fatigue had vanished. Off we were running uphill after this herd. We spread out and try to contain them a little and they stopped. Vance was on the right side of the line and said that he could see them. So I went to where he was because all I could see were feet. Between a couple of junipers about 100 yards out were a bunch of does going back and forth. When they had cleared, about 40 yards behind that opening was that little 4 point. I tried to point him out to Vance but he couldn't see him so I asked him if I could have him. As soon as Vance moved I decided to flip the bi pod out on my rifle and shoot from the ground...big mistake. As soon as I had got him back in my sights he turned around the bush and all I could see was his butt. Oh I was mad at myself! I figured that I should rest the gun because, 1 he seemed comfortable there like he would stay there a bit more and 2 I was a bit unsteady from running up that hill. Big mistake...the buck was only about 150 yards away and even if I was a little unsteady I think I would of still had a kill shot. Anyway we tried to run em north into a little ravine and up another mountain face but they felt a little to pressured and cut back west past Wiley and he said the were movin pretty fast.


The third day of our hunt fell on a Sunday. No Hunting on Sunday. Gota keep the Sabbath Day Holy. Because we weren't hunting that day we had a huge breakfast and just sat around camp all morning. While relaxing Vance spotted a fox walking into camp. I thought that it smelled the food and went to throw him some bacon but he ended up climbing a large, half dead juniper tree. See pics 2 & 3. He went up there to sleep! He was up there all day. The whole thing was pretty cool to see but what was more interesting was that he would move back and forth to two different spots through out the day. When it got real windy he would drop down to a limb that had a dead limb resting on it like a lean to. Pretty cool to see, also because I had never seen that kind of fox before. Maybe a mixed breed.


Day four of actual hunting Wylie and I went to go hike the fence line between the Yavapai Ranch and the Baca Float. We ended up cutting north to hike a mountain that Wylie had been on before and ended up in an area that he hadn't been in his many years there. We found some good area up there and tons of game sign but all the tracks headed south. I am gona go back there for archery season though, found a good spot on our adventure. Anyway back to that. We figured the mountain doglegged just south of the one we intended on taking but after a lot of hiking we found that is had multiple fingers that extended from that hub area. It's real easy to lose your way in the trees and with no gps. We were able to get a bearing of where we were when we hiked to the end of the mountain we were on. We figured we were just one off...turned out that we were three over when all was said and done. Later that evening Vance and I stalked that same herd we ran into on Saturday evening south into the Baca Float and that ended the hunt.


Tuesday morning while we were packing to leave Wylie went into the brush to take care of some business. Vance and I were rolling up the tent when he thought he spotted the butt of an elk and sure enough we walked around the shrub to get a better look and about 150 yards away in a clearing was a big bull with one tore up antler looking back at the brush Wylie was in and then slowly headed up the mountain out of sight. Now if I put in for that limited opportunity tag instead of 6A I would filled it. Oh and if I haven't mentioned it yet, that's the second year in a row that Vance and I seen elk in that area and Wylie's been hunting there since 59 and still hasn't seen one. Go figure.







Monday, August 10, 2009

Retirement of "Lil' Mountain Goat"

Well not complete retirement. Just the extreme stuff. We've already shown what we're capable of as a team and are ready to take it easy. There will still be some projects for the KJ. It still needs bumpers and I have a new idea for the rack so I can carry longer stuff on it with out damaging the lights. I'm just gona get everything tightened up on it like new struts,new rack and pinion and new rear shocks. That way I can have the smooth ride it had when I first put the lift on. I'll be using it off-road a little, like hunting trips, camping and going out of town kinda stuff along with running around town. We've had some good times together...it's almost kind of emotional looking back through all the pics to find this first one. It was taken at Sunflower Mine, one of my favorites. If you're interested in seeing some more old pics of "Lil' Mountain Goat" just check out my older posts starting with the first one. This will be my new project. An 88 XJ. It's nothin pretty but it has way more potential for off-road applications. Let's just say I can build it for a little more extreme wheelin!
My plans for it right now are to remove the bumpers and do any kind a trimming that it needs. And because jobs are coming in pretty slow right now, I'm gona put a spacer lift on it to start wheelin it. While running it like that I'll start working on a long arm kit to put on it and just order the springs and shocks that I need.

It's a work that's about to be in progress.


Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Queen Valley June 09

We did the first half of this trail that runs along Rogers Trough road at the beginning of the year with LDW. Ever since then Billy has been itchin to go back and finish where we left off. I really don't have much to say about this trip other than it was fun. Probably our last day trip for the summer. This section was not passable with out body damage. There was actually still glass from the weekend before when a guy from NAXJA tore up his cherokee.



Vance barely squeezed through this section going this way. Having to turn around and go back was even more tight due to the angle.

Here's some of the new body damage from tryin to get back through!


Funny thing I noticed...none of us have front bumpers!




Thursday, June 18, 2009

Rear JK Bumper

After a very long time, but actually a half hour here and there, it's finally done. Now that it is done I'm already planning on making another one with a little less cutting and welding involved. I know where there's a press brake that I might be able to use! Anyway, this one is technically not done because it's still gona get a spare tire swing out that also holds a hi lift and maybe a gas can.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

The Superstitions

Last weekend I was over at Vance and Jessica's house and we pretty much did nothing all day. Went to Taco Del Mar, got some fish tacos, later went to Taco Bell, got some chicken tacos, sat around in between. We talked about how lazy we were and laughed as we were each sprawled out on a couch. Then Jessica said "we need to do something...let's go on a hike!" I was totally up for that but we were losing daylight and weren't really ready for that. So we all decided that we would hike the Superstitions, the Flat Iron trail the next Saturday, June 13. Man were we in for it! Our hike began at 6am at the Siphon Draw trail head in the Superstition Wilderness area and led us to the base of The Supes in the Tonto National Forest. It was fairly cool for Arizona in June and the clouds passing by helped protect us from the sun on our way to the top. I would say it was 80 when we started, in the 70's at the top and triple digits on the way down. Here's a view of our destination from the base of the mountain. That peak in the center of the picture is Flat Iron. At this point we were feeling good about the trail. We weren't really tired yet. Just moments after this, when we started to ascend, was when we realized what we got ourselves in to. We had three different groups pass us on the first quarter of the mountain part of the trail. Including an old lady that we saw disappear in to the mountain. We found out how out of shape we are. Vance and Jessica said that it was hard on their lungs and my problems were in my legs. They were burning so bad like I was constantly squatting on the way up. I've been hiking on hunting trips but nothing to this extent and have now decided I'm to heavy and need to lose at least 30lbs.See the person in the front? That's the older lady that had passed us! Well on our way up we some how got off of the easiest path up and veered right to a more difficult one. To best describe it in short it was, less hiking and more climbing. And not just small rock faces but loose boulder gardens. We are serious boneheads. Well just as we were getting to the top, Vance realized that he had lost his camera so we were all bummed and decided to forget about it at the moment and take in the view from the top. I usually get a lot more and better scenic pictures but I think the fatigue and the thought of going back down the hard way to try and find the camera, I wasn't supposed to think about , got to me. At the top! Vance and Jessica with a little bit of AJ and Gold Canyon in the Background.And me...all 260lbs, slouched over in pain but satisfied with my accomplishment. One thing I really enjoyed at the top was the cool breeze hitting my sweaty shirt. *SIGH*...it was wonderful. You can actually see the trail head in this picture. At the lower left corner of the pic there is a faint trail, that is actually the size of a dirt road, that runs along the corner of those houses and leads to the parking area which is those circles and yes it's the farthest one. Oh ya, and get a good look at that belly because it's gona be gone after this summer.

And here is V and J heading back down the hard way. And no...didn't find the camera but did find out what our bodies were capable of, even when out of shape!


Thursday, June 4, 2009

Chirp, Chirp

Well since it's so hot out and nobody is in the mood to go wheelin, except maybe a night run...Beeline to Bartlett?, I decided to post some pics of the little finches that caught my ear with their beautiful little chirps while working in the front yard. I don't know what kind of finches they are or if they even are but I do know that they are tiny and loud and that the male bird is usually the brighter of the two. The one in the picture below is of the female of the pair that was feasting on the seeds of the wilting sunflowers. This is the best picture I could get of her man's color.And here's a shot of the bully that swooped in and caused a ruckus. She's the one in the center. She's also little bigger that the other two. You can barely make the couple out at the opposite ends of the photo. He's on the left and she's on the right. It's refreshing to see wildlife, that you don't really see to often in the city, come into your yard. The other day I thought a heard the call of a love bird. I went out front to check and sure enough...there was a male in the large ash tree in the front yard just singin' away.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Pyeatte Draw

Well, it was a beautiful trip. A bunch of us went on a trip planned by the Baker brothers, on the 8th and 9th of May 09 to one of our favorite trails. We had a nice little camp site with a bunch of little kids, a little dog, a rope swing and even the kitchen sink. We decided to hit the trail early that morning, well...not "early" just earlier than the club with about fifteen rigs in it, so we wouldn't have to wait behind them. Well during our lunch they passed us up and decided that they were gona take lunch so we all decided to go to a place on the upper Verde River that Billy and Hannah found the day before. It turned out to be a real good decision because everyone enjoyed the cool water. Everyone but Vance, he's "not a water guy". After that we all parted ways. Jess and his family packed up camp and went to visit family in Vernon, Billy and his family went home along with Jaron and his family and Vance, Jessica and I went to his dad's place in Tonto Villiage to air up and visit for a while before heading back to Mesa. It really was a good weekend and I'm thankful I was able to go.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Fathers and Sons

On May 1st and 2nd I had the privilege of taking Saul and Chanler on their ward's father and son outing. Other than the campsite being a stones throw away from the highway and the constant smell of death coming from the dead cow elk up the road, it turned out to be pretty fun. More fun for the boys and that's what's important! After we got our tents set up the boys went to play with their friends, mostly catching crawfish and I just sat in my chair by my jeep. Well 9:00 comes around and the boys said they were gona do skits. By this time I was a bout to fall asleep, so I told them to just come to bed after that. So I went to bed myself...til about 10:30. I was awaken by screaming, stampeding and people tripping over my tent. If you haven't guessed it yet then I'll tell you...Capture the Flag! I dealt with that til almost midnight and couldn't fall back asleep til I don't know when. But like I said...it turned out to be pretty fun...for the boys...and that's what matters. Breakfast!Here's Julian trying to catch a crawfish with a sausage link and the boys watching.And here's Julian still trying while Saul and Chanler look like they're posing.