Great white hunter.

**SpankMe** · 13th November 2002, 15:04

Not exactly wild elephant, tiger or bear, but it's still a bit of fun jumping on the bike with rifle slung over my shoulder to ride out to the country and pop off some goats.

I much prever small game hunting. Me likes to hunt wabbit.

So who else does a bit of hunting, and what ya got in your gun safe

**svenhanne** · 13th November 2002, 16:30

the gunsafe carries a Ruger 10/22

and the target is usually goats and possums... up north

**Will Beard** · 13th January 2003, 22:41

Last time i was up the wanganui river at the old mans batch,him and i rowed up river about 100mtrs. nice spot by the river bank .

From here we sat for awhile and they came out to graze.1 deer 2 pigs with a bolt action 303 it was over in seconds. Spent the rest of the evening rowing them back to the batch.
Army marksman speed training paid off, plus the fact dad took me hunting from the age of 7, my first kill was by knife only.

training rifle for the kids .22 stirling semi auto. great for wabbits.
.22 stirling magnum bolt action, single barrel 12g ,double barrel 12g, 308 bolt action & a couple of rebarrelled 303(dad bought them new with the original rifles)

My favorite rifle ; 7.62mm SLR (self loading rifle) complete with trilux sight. used by nz army for years .The m16, stiers etc are toys compared to the SLR. Even the yanks bought them into use for the gulf war for their range and stopping power

happy hunting

regards will:bigthumb:

**SPman** · 14th January 2003, 06:56

The 7.62's are great - but they dont arf bruise your shoulder if you dont seat them properly!

**Smorg** · 28th April 2006, 13:48

Bzzzzt clear! Thread revived! hahahaha (im bored)

**DemonWolf** · 28th April 2006, 14:40

bhahahaaa.. cheers Smorgen.. that was funny!

**Bangbug** · 28th April 2006, 15:10

Guns? Bikes?
Those are a few of my favourite things...... (breaks into song for a full 5 mins)
Ah ah hem....
SLR! 7.62, you are a bad bad man. That is a bad bad gun

Nothing like a bit of brute force to fix the problem.
Remington 7mm mag is a fav of mine. But that's just me, I'm a stand-off weapon sort of guy :P Then you send in the skinhead brother to finish off anything with his knife (try not to leave anything though

) radio contact saves leg work :P saves MY leg work hehehehehe
Bike for doing all this?
1985 185 honda (xl? I forget)
So yay for a bit of hunting!
Yey for crazy ex army guys who start interesting posts..... yes..... crazy.... you're CRAZY! Why? Cuz i said so! DON'T QUESTION ME SOLDIER! FRONT AND CENTRE! BUTTON YOUR PANTS LAD! QUICK ABOUT IT! NOW DROP AND GIVE ME.................. (suspense is an excellent thread tool)............... a pint.
Good'o
Toodle pipp

P.S: so it wasn't the CRAZY ex army guy who started it. but i liked his post the best....

**Qkchk:Me** · 28th April 2006, 15:15

Odd bit of Duck shooting (hiding in the rushes til sunrise) Spent alot of time hunting rabbits/feral cats and possums. .22 (Ruger and Marlin) and .22 Magnum - Agghh those where the days.

Anyone got a spare .22 and some bunnies they want irrdicated?

**SpankMe** · 28th April 2006, 15:35

Fresh from my SV site.

The attached pictures are of a man who works for the US Forest Service in Alaska and his trophy bear. He was out deer hunting last week when a large grizzly bear charged him from about 50 yards away. The guy emptied his 7mm Magnum semi-automatic rifle into the bear and it dropped a few feet from him. The big bear was still alive so he reloaded and shot it several times in the head. The bear was just over one thousand six hundred pounds It stood 12' 6" (3.8m)high at the shoulder, 14'(4.3m) to the top of his head. It's the largest grizzly bear ever recorded in the world.

Of course, the Alaska Fish and Wildlife Commission did not let him keep it as a trophy, but the bear will be stuffed and mounted, and placed on display at the Anchorage airport to remind tourists of the risks involved when in the wild.

Based on the contents of the bears stomach, the Fish and Wildlife Commission established the bear had killed at least two humans in the past 72 hours including a missing hiker.

The US Forest Service, backtracking from where the bear had originated, found the hiker's 38-caliber pistol emptied. Not far from the pistol was the remains of the hiker. The other body has not been found. Although the hiker fired six shots and managed to hit the grizzly with four shots (the Service ultimately found four 38 caliber slugs along with twelve 7mm slugs inside the bear's dead body), it only wounded the bear and probably angered it immensely. The bear killed the hiker an estimated two days prior to the bear's own death by the gun of the Forest Service worker.

Think about this:

If you are an average size man; You would be level with the bear's navel when he stood upright. The bear would look you in the eye when it walked on all fours! To give additional perspective, consider that this particular bear, standing on its hind legs, could walk up to an average single story house and look over the roof, or walk up to a two story house and look in the bedroom windows.

**Drunken Monkey** · 28th April 2006, 15:52

Originally Posted by Qkchk

Anyone got a spare .22 and some bunnies they want irrdicated?

haha, take a number. Good hunting spots around here are so few and far between, they're kept secret. I had one, that went. I've got another lined up, but damned if I'm sharing it with anyone else

Spank, that's one m.f. big bear!

**GR81** · 28th April 2006, 15:52

possum hunting mainly
semiauto .22 sitting in my gun cabinet

**SpankMe** · 28th April 2006, 15:58

Haven't been out hunting in bloody ages. My rifles are just gathering dust in the gun safe. Both places I used to go to are gone. Bloody ever expanding Auckland.

**Devil** · 28th April 2006, 16:00

Originally Posted by SpankMe

Fresh from my SV site.

The attached pictures are of a man who works for the US Forest Service in Alaska and his trophy bear...

The slain bear shown in these images was shot to death in October 2001 by 22-year-old airman Ted Winnen stationed at Eielson Air Force Base near Fairbanks, Alaska. His encounter with the enormous ursine took place while he was deer hunting on Hinchinbrook Island in Prince William Sound, as he described to an Anchorage Daily News reported in December 2001:
Winnen and three hunting buddies were dropped off on Hinchinbrook Island in the heart of Prince William Sound by an air taxi on a cool, rainy Oct. 14 morning.

Hinchinbrook is a 165-square-mile island near Cordova with an estimated population of about 100 brown bears, giving it the distinction of harboring the highest density of bears of any island in the Sound, according to Dave Crowley, Cordova area wildlife biologist for the Alaska Department of Fish and Game. Four to six bears are killed by hunters on the island every year, though rarely one of more than 400 pounds.

Winnen wasn't there to hunt bear. Instead, he and his hunting buddies packed for a week of hunting for Sitka blacktail deer on the remote, wooded island. Winnen did, however, pick up a permit to shoot a bear just in case.

On day two of the group's hunt, the skies cleared at 8:30 a.m. Winnen and Eielson Staff Sgt. Jim Urban set out to follow a creek bed upstream looking for deer. Urban was carrying a .300-caliber Winchester Magnum. Winnen was carrying his significantly more powerful .338-caliber Winchester Magnum in case a bear crossed their path.

In the creek, they spotted a deep pool with 20 salmon circling.

''By this time, the ... run was over and the salmon were looking pretty nasty,'' Winnen said. ''We started thinking that we were looking at a bear's dinner plate.''

That got Winnen in what he calls ''bear mode.''

The two men continued following the creek upstream until they came to a small island ringed with thick brush. Some end-of-season blueberries clung to the surrounding brush. In the middle of the island was a spruce tree larger than what Winnen could fit his arms around. At the base of the tree were signs that an animal had tried to dig a hole.

About 9:30 a.m., Winnen glanced upstream.

Forty yards away was a big brown bear with all four paws in the creek, flipping over logs looking for salmon.

"He's a shooter," Urban said under his breath.

"So I started getting in the zone," Winnen said. "When I am going to take an animal, I am really concentrating. We racked shells into our guns and took off our packs and left them by the tree."

The hunters moved a few feet upstream. About halfway between them and the bear was a large fallen tree.

"I said, 'When the bear crawls over that log, he will present his vital areas and we'll take him,'" Winnen recalled. "I brought the rifle up to take a shot, but the bear moved over the log like it wasn't there.

"I thought, 'Oh crap.' I didn't have a chance to get a shot off."

As the bear kept coming along the creek, the two hunters momentarily lost sight of him in a thicket, so they retreated back to the big spruce.

"We were sitting there concentrating when, a few seconds later, he pops up right in front of us, about 10 yards away and he was coming toward us," Winnen said. "I don't know if the wind was in our favor or what. We were dressed in camouflage. He might not have seen us."

"I put the scope on him. I wanted to hit him in the chest, but all I seen was nothing but head.

"My partner said, 'Shoot! Shoot!'" Winnen said. "I aimed for his left eye, but the bullet takes an arc and I hit about two inches low in the side of his muzzle and into his brain.

"He buckled backwards and raised his head like he was going to howl at the moon, but nothing came out,'' Winnen said. ''I put two more rounds in the vital area, then three more after that. Six total."

"It was amazing"

"We watched for a few minutes, I reloaded and Jim brought his gun up on him," Winnen said. "I approached from the rear and poked him in the butt to see if he was going to jump, but he didn't move. He was dead."

"It was amazing when I got close to him," Winnen said.

"I picked up the paw and it was like, 'good God.' The thing was as wide as my chest."

After the kill, Winnen and Urban spent six hours skinning the bear — and trying to drag its hide and skull back to the Forest Service cabin they had rented.

**Smorg** · 28th April 2006, 16:02

Originally Posted by SpankMe

Haven't been out hunting in bloody ages. My rifles are just gathering dust in the gun safe. Both places I used to go to are gone. Bloody ever expanding Auckland.

If your ever up in Warkworth and feel like blowing the heads off a few bunnies and possums my olds have a place up there that needs a few shooters