Hunting Photo Contest

A picture is worth a thousand words, i'll let it speak for itself

10 pt. Whitetail

1st mount and 1st Hog....302 lbs.

Maxx,Mesmerized by the ducks on the lake.

Happy hunters back at camp after knocking down some big Canada Geese.

White tail deer shot near CFB Shilo, Manitoba November 8, 2010 first day of the deer rifle season Very nice weather Shot by Mathieu "Dezzy" Ouellet Picture taken by Christian Caron

Here is a pic of my 12 year old sons 1st whitetail. He shot it on Nov 27/10 with a slug from a 20 gauge at 60yds.

Father and son hunting pair Larry and Landon work together to drop a nice muley. Meat for the freezer and a mount for the wall.

I shot this deer 11/12/22 with my new bow “Mission Hammr by Matthew’s”. I shot it at 30 yards. It’s not my first buck but by far my biggest and my first buck with a bow. It’s gross antler score was 155 6/8.

Dad figures he's the worlds best guide. I'm not sure about that but it sure made a nice photo!

12-13 pound Canada Geese. We shot a mix of greater and lesser Canada's. 13 Greater and 12 Lesser for a pretty good morning shoot.

We almost skipped the coulle on our way to the next one. I take a peek to the North when Dad whispers suddenly, "Down! Down! Elk!" I turn my head South and see two big ears sticking out from the brush 200 yards down. I lower slowly. We back up, drop our bags and double check our rifles. We walk very slowly and quietly 100 yards South through the grassland towards our animals. With the gentle wind in our faces, we get on our hands an knees, and eventually our bellies. Crawling slowly to the edge more Elk enter our view. Young, old, antlered and antlerless bedded down eating, sleeping, and relaxing. The adrenaline pumping through my veins begins to slow down, and I take a deep breath. "Let's watch them, we have time." I say to Dad. We watched our animals in their environment for 35 minutes and decided it was time to pull the trigger. 178 yards. We adjust, take a deep breath, and gently squeeze the trigger. We stand up and watch the herd, led by a healthy 6 point Bull, make their way up the edge and across the prairies. Dad is smiling, watching the herd leave us. We hug, and get to work. I don't know what part of the hunt was the best. Being able to relax and watch our animals without the rush of a perfect shot at the perfect time, or the fulfillment knowing I am able to provide nourishment for my family for another year. Dad doesn't have too many elk seasons left in him, this moment by far was the most memorable for both of us. Here's to a few more.

We were hunting snow geese on a cold and foggy morning in late October. The fog was thisck, we couldn't see the birds until they were within 200 yards.

These 3 Triplets are really well known around here... I thought to share my photo that I got on my outdoor camera with everyone :)

Shot our limit of Candadas and nearly a limit of ducks in some late season waterfowl hunting

3 of us hunting this morning. Best Canada hunt of the year so far.....done by 10:30.... 24 greaters....

Late season hunting in SK

A few of many geese nocked down over a few days of hunting in Saskatchewan

Father and son hunting pair Larry and Landon work together to drop a nice muley. Meat for the freezer and a mount for the wall.

This big greater Canada goose was shot while hunting with Prairie Rose Outfitters.

A good with added excitement!

Our lakes are freezing up but the Greenwings are hanging around for some great duck hunts .

Caught this mid shot picture on the opening day of pheasant season in Nebraska!

Calling geese in

Getting ready

12 Lesser and 13 Greater Canada Geese this morning. If we had a little wind, or if the other 3 guys could shoot better (ha ha) we would have shot our limit.

Limit of Ducks

We almost skipped the couple on our way to the next one. I take a peek to the north when Dad whispers suddenly, "Down! Down! Elk!" I turn my head South and see two big ears sticking out from the brush 200 yards down. I lower slowly and back up. We back up, drop our bags and double check our rifles. We walk very slowly and quietly 100 yards south towards our animals. With the gentle wind in our faces, we get on our hands an knees, and eventually our bellies. Crawling slowly to the edge more Elk enter our view. Young, old, antlered and antlerless bedded down eating, sleeping, and relaxing. The adrenaline pumping through my veins begins to slow down, and I take a deep breath. "Let's watch them, we have time." I say to Dad. We watched our animals in their environment for 35 minutes and decided it was time to pull the trigger. 178 yards. We adjust, take a deep breath, and gently squeeze the trigger. We stand up and watch the herd, led by a healthy 6 point Bull, make their way up the edge and across the prairies. Dad is smiling, watching the herd leave us. We hug, and get to work. I don't know what part of the hunt was the best. Being able to relax and watch our animals without the rush of a perfect shot at the perfect time, or the fulfillment knowing I am able to provide nourishment for my family for another year. Dad doesn't have too many elk seasons left in him, this moment by far was the most memorable for both of us. Here's to a few more.

Where the does are, the bucks cant be far away

The waiting game of any deer hunter

A mix of just about everything, pintails, mallards, gadwalls

When you don't have your dog with you to retrieve the ducks, you pull out the spin cast rod and a top water popper and cast for the ducks.

A few more for the pile