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<blockquote data-quote="hembrook" data-source="post: 2889450" data-attributes="member: 108126"><p>Well for me it was on a break in deployments when I went to Belize with a friend. Let's just say their guest sport hunting was rather immature in 2010. The sightseeing was good. Accommodations good. Skill atnguiding good. Logistics for hunting - well….</p><p></p><p>We were in pursuit of Brocket Deer. To get to the part of the jungle, we had to break trail. Our guides had two trucks and about half a dozen hands to cut trees to bridge washed out trails in a jungle monsoon. We finally set up camp, pitched tents and got ready to hunt. One truck departed with some of the crew to be beaters. </p><p></p><p>When the rain broke, we went hunting. They handed me an old Mossberg 185 16 gauge bolt action, with a handful of Brennecke slugs. My partner had nothing but her wits. We were told to head a direction (essentially "keep the howler monkeys on your left and go a kilometer and we'll meet you". No guide, just us, one shotgun and five slugs.</p><p> </p><p>The jungle was thick and full of trees with acid sap that leaves a scar if you get it on your skin. We heard a couple deer and never saw one or had a shot. We moved gingerly and after an hour or two had barely made half a click when I said "enough" and used my Bushnell Backtrack (early simple GPS) to get back to camp.</p><p></p><p>Eventually the guides caught up in camp and apologized. They agreed to take us on a night stalk (legal there). It started storming. I was sitting on the roof of the truck crashing around the jungle with a .22 magnum rimfire I had not shot or had proven sighted in. The scope was 90 degrees out (turrets on left and top) and the reticle was not level. </p><p></p><p> We spotlighted a Brocket at about 150 yards. All I could see in the rain was the glow of the two eyes. I didn't take the shot.</p><p></p><p> We broke camp in the morning and went real hunting. I downed about half a dozen with#6 shot in an old 32" barrel full choke H&R Topper. I later found out it had no working transfer bar! The firing pin was welded up so the hammer could strike it. As parts rusted and were replaced with jungle engineering. The teal were tasty.</p><p></p><p>I also took an Algoutie(sp) which is like a big squirrel. Hit it on the run at 58 yards. Guides were impressed and asked why I shot so well. I showed them that shotguns shoot better if you put the shell in the chamber with the headstamp right side up, not at an angle. That was the key to my success! </p><p></p><p>The Algoutie was tasty as an appetizer as well.</p><p></p><p>Anyway that's my story (and I am sticking to it).</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="hembrook, post: 2889450, member: 108126"] Well for me it was on a break in deployments when I went to Belize with a friend. Let’s just say their guest sport hunting was rather immature in 2010. The sightseeing was good. Accommodations good. Skill atnguiding good. Logistics for hunting - well…. We were in pursuit of Brocket Deer. To get to the part of the jungle, we had to break trail. Our guides had two trucks and about half a dozen hands to cut trees to bridge washed out trails in a jungle monsoon. We finally set up camp, pitched tents and got ready to hunt. One truck departed with some of the crew to be beaters. When the rain broke, we went hunting. They handed me an old Mossberg 185 16 gauge bolt action, with a handful of Brennecke slugs. My partner had nothing but her wits. We were told to head a direction (essentially “keep the howler monkeys on your left and go a kilometer and we’ll meet you”. No guide, just us, one shotgun and five slugs. The jungle was thick and full of trees with acid sap that leaves a scar if you get it on your skin. We heard a couple deer and never saw one or had a shot. We moved gingerly and after an hour or two had barely made half a click when I said “enough” and used my Bushnell Backtrack (early simple GPS) to get back to camp. Eventually the guides caught up in camp and apologized. They agreed to take us on a night stalk (legal there). It started storming. I was sitting on the roof of the truck crashing around the jungle with a .22 magnum rimfire I had not shot or had proven sighted in. The scope was 90 degrees out (turrets on left and top) and the reticle was not level. We spotlighted a Brocket at about 150 yards. All I could see in the rain was the glow of the two eyes. I didn’t take the shot. We broke camp in the morning and went real hunting. I downed about half a dozen with#6 shot in an old 32” barrel full choke H&R Topper. I later found out it had no working transfer bar! The firing pin was welded up so the hammer could strike it. As parts rusted and were replaced with jungle engineering. The teal were tasty. I also took an Algoutie(sp) which is like a big squirrel. Hit it on the run at 58 yards. Guides were impressed and asked why I shot so well. I showed them that shotguns shoot better if you put the shell in the chamber with the headstamp right side up, not at an angle. That was the key to my success! The Algoutie was tasty as an appetizer as well. Anyway that’s my story (and I am sticking to it). [/QUOTE]
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