Seldom in Life does a guy find an honest partner. Its outstanding if a fellow can count more than two...and that includes the Wife! Let me set up the backstory...
When I was new at this, I ran into a guy hunting a gravel totlot, we spoke briefly about the sport, said he'd been at it since his teens, He's probably mid 30's, family man,...then I ran into him again, and again and again! So we exchanged digits...Flesh does indeed sharpen flesh!...we would text or call each other when one of us found a good location and actually tell the other about it! This has been going on for what? 3yrs? Through all the trials and tribulations of Life and work and the love for the HUNT! He snagged a great 1853 seated Q outta one of the spots I found!
I can say this guy has made me the kind of hunter I am today, He's out in all sorts of weather, year round, swinging coil, we text or call nearly twice per week about tearouts, blowouts, construction, waves, wind and water, etc...so it was only a matter of time we would do a good hunt together..generally our schedules dont mesh, so we typically hunt alone, and probably both prefer that anyway...
We both get jacked when the other guy finds a trophy! He has been hunting the water these past few years with his land rig, He can only go waist deep, cant get the brain box wet, but has been killing gold/silver and of course me with the wetsuit or trunks and the Pro...entirely different styles and gear, but dang, the metal lust is heavy in the both of us!
So a few weeks ago he ups and says..." Hey! You know where they dredged that old channel going out into the Lake?" "Ive been knocking the stink outta old silver in here!" And I say "yeah? in your waders?". and he says "yeah, theres all sorts of old stuff slumping out of the bank!"...Since I was in such a drought working the big water, yesterday late afternoon I met up with him and in that channel we went!.
We would hunt along side by side, me up to my chest, and him up to his waist, both finding and yelling, "heres a wheat! Heres a merc!" Then, He knocked down a beautiful 14k 8+gr ring! and then a gosh darn ring made out of a barber Q! I got two little peepee gold rings that together weighed in at 1.3gr!. a few war nickels, lots of junk rings though ..So after thinking about it all night, back in there I go this am, all wetsuited up and hunting, He couldnt go, like I said, hes a young family man, y'all know the deal... I got a 04 BarberQ, (my first), and this massive 12.3 gr. 18K! Lots of wheats..scrap silver, etc....
Anyway, Its a good story about how a good partnership can inspire each other to greatness, and this weekend, we freaking DID! Now all I gotta do is turn him onto a honey hole to pay him back...theres nothing left in here as you can imagine, or I wouldnt have typed this up to be read by all and sundry... We are one powerful team, and I doubt theres anyone in our area that hunts as hard, often, or successfully as we do, or we woulda met them afield....I'm bragging here about my Pal, and how he gets me up and out, but I knew you boys were all pulling for Ol Mud to get on some gold, so this is the backstory of how it happened....
Mud
When I was new at this, I ran into a guy hunting a gravel totlot, we spoke briefly about the sport, said he'd been at it since his teens, He's probably mid 30's, family man,...then I ran into him again, and again and again! So we exchanged digits...Flesh does indeed sharpen flesh!...we would text or call each other when one of us found a good location and actually tell the other about it! This has been going on for what? 3yrs? Through all the trials and tribulations of Life and work and the love for the HUNT! He snagged a great 1853 seated Q outta one of the spots I found!
I can say this guy has made me the kind of hunter I am today, He's out in all sorts of weather, year round, swinging coil, we text or call nearly twice per week about tearouts, blowouts, construction, waves, wind and water, etc...so it was only a matter of time we would do a good hunt together..generally our schedules dont mesh, so we typically hunt alone, and probably both prefer that anyway...
We both get jacked when the other guy finds a trophy! He has been hunting the water these past few years with his land rig, He can only go waist deep, cant get the brain box wet, but has been killing gold/silver and of course me with the wetsuit or trunks and the Pro...entirely different styles and gear, but dang, the metal lust is heavy in the both of us!
So a few weeks ago he ups and says..." Hey! You know where they dredged that old channel going out into the Lake?" "Ive been knocking the stink outta old silver in here!" And I say "yeah? in your waders?". and he says "yeah, theres all sorts of old stuff slumping out of the bank!"...Since I was in such a drought working the big water, yesterday late afternoon I met up with him and in that channel we went!.
We would hunt along side by side, me up to my chest, and him up to his waist, both finding and yelling, "heres a wheat! Heres a merc!" Then, He knocked down a beautiful 14k 8+gr ring! and then a gosh darn ring made out of a barber Q! I got two little peepee gold rings that together weighed in at 1.3gr!. a few war nickels, lots of junk rings though ..So after thinking about it all night, back in there I go this am, all wetsuited up and hunting, He couldnt go, like I said, hes a young family man, y'all know the deal... I got a 04 BarberQ, (my first), and this massive 12.3 gr. 18K! Lots of wheats..scrap silver, etc....
Anyway, Its a good story about how a good partnership can inspire each other to greatness, and this weekend, we freaking DID! Now all I gotta do is turn him onto a honey hole to pay him back...theres nothing left in here as you can imagine, or I wouldnt have typed this up to be read by all and sundry... We are one powerful team, and I doubt theres anyone in our area that hunts as hard, often, or successfully as we do, or we woulda met them afield....I'm bragging here about my Pal, and how he gets me up and out, but I knew you boys were all pulling for Ol Mud to get on some gold, so this is the backstory of how it happened....
Mud