Thread: Hunting Commandments

Everyone has their own way of hunting depending on where they hunt and experience
I don't get much nowadays but still yearning to be there.
Read the 10 Commandments the other day and thought there must be another 90-100 we could add

For me it would be Wear what is comfortable on your feet
Most of the time I wear cross trainers as quieter than boots however sometimes a bit of noise can be beneficial

This is the number one thing that really really pisses me off when not adhered to.... Respect your quarry, it gave its life for you. There is nothing worse in my book than the blokes you see referring to game by derogatory terms. See it all the time on videos etc:

"shoot the c**t"

"Got the fu**er"

"Smoked the bitch"

"Fu**ing poleaxed that motherfu**er"

Remember, you are in the animals domain, strip yourself down to your undies and get rid of that fancy rifle and that animal is more than a match for you, a worthy oponent deserving of your respect.
This is not Syria and that deer hasnt enslaved any women or beheaded any children so treat it with respect.

Originally Posted by Ryan_Songhurst

This is the number one thing that really really pisses me off when not adhered to.... Respect your quarry, it gave its life for you. There is nothing worse in my book than the blokes you see referring to game by derogatory terms. See it all the time on videos etc:

"shoot the c**t"

"Got the fu**er"

"Smoked the bitch"

"Fu**ing poleaxed that motherfu**er"

Remember, you are in the animals domain, strip yourself down to your undies and get rid of that fancy rifle and that animal is more than a match for you, a worthy oponent deserving of your respect.
This is not Syria and that deer hasnt enslaved any women or beheaded any children so treat it with respect.

Wish a few more thought this way about animals labelled as "pests" in this country. Many of the younger generation label anything that is not "native" as a pest, it as been indoctrinated into them by "twig and tweet" brigade and their followers. These "unwanted" creatures deserve a clean, quick death also.

Yes unfortunately there are a few around who use the “Pest” thing as an excuse to shoot everything they can.

I hardly watch hunting vids now days because of that type of shit.

Never ever hunt Gapped axe's spots unless your with GA, period.

“When bush stalking if your sweeting your going to fast”!

You kill it, you get it ready to eat.

That was Dad's rule when we were growing up, everything had to be butchered for the table or dog food.

"Drop it" or words to that affect was my grandpa's #1 rule. If you weren't 99.9% sure you could drop the animal on the spot, don't take a shot. There was a little bit of latitude in this approach, but not a lot. A runner of more than say 20 yds was viewed as a fail.

He indoctrinated his grandkids with lots of sensible, practical attitudes towards hunting safety and so on, but he was in a different league when it came to fast, humane killing of deer. And he got that from the kiwis, who couldn't afford to lose animals in the steep bush, as no tail or no hide meant one less beer at the end of the week. And a kick up the arse from the area Chief.

Like I said in the other post today, the difference between the way we were taught shot placement, and the way most of the Poms did it, and many still do it to this day, was chalk and cheese. They often had this hard wired hatred of shooting a deer in the shoulder, citing meat damage, yet seemed willing to risk losing the whole animal if they were off by even a couple of inches. To the stuffy poms, the idea of neck shooting a deer was such a horrific idea that you were viewed as some kind of savage throwback to Viking times, or maybe cavemen.

Anyway, glad the old man was so strict about the Drop It rule. The long run here in NZ terrain can be a complete bloody disaster from a recovery point of view.

@Flyblown has to not changed that attitude. Got into a full on argument with a stalker that was guiding me he saying in the crease for all shots. It became such joke that I gave up stalking with him even though he had some prime ground that was producing some great heads.
I was try to do as the Romans’ do, but this became such a joke as this door swings both ways. Muntjac can run like feck when shot in the crease. The last thing you want to do is go swimming through blackberries over your head to find them where a neck your smashed shoulder shot drops them on the spot.
It’s taken me six years to find a bit of land where I can stalk by myself.
It’s dead mans shoes here! Not that there’s any shortage of deer.
You guys back in NZ don’t know how lucky you are!!!