Archive for September, 2009

Hunting for Alces alces

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

I depart early tomorrow with Marv and Glenn (Mike couldn’t make it this year) for a week-long moose hunt.  Moose (Alces alces) are my nemesis – I’ve shot a couple of elk, and I get at least one deer every year, but I have difficulty with moose.   I’ve even called them in close enough to hear them circling through the forest to get downwind of me, but not close enough to get a shot.

Luckily one or two of our hunting party of three or four usually manages to get a moose, but there have been times when all of us have been skunked.  Since our last couple of moose hunts came up empty-handed, our spouses are saying some very cruel things about us.

We are trying a new area this year, in Wildlife Managment Zone 56 in the Porcupine Hills, and it looks promising.  It involves travel by ATV about 10 km or so from where we’ll park the truck.  Hopefully there won’t be a lot of other hunters in the area.

I’ll be happy if we get one moose between the three of us, but two would be great.

(in case my sister-in-law Gillian is reading this, no we don’t bait the moose traps with really big chunks of cheese)

The moose Phil is going to shoot in 2009

The moose Phil is going to shoot in 2009

Luke sends a postcard from the Isles of Scilly

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

Luke has a new video up on YouTube, with some nice clips he’s taken while on the Isles of Scilly.

Some thoughts on oughts and naughts

Friday, September 4th, 2009

My deer rifle is a 30-06.   It’s the same calibre that Tom Waits sang about in his song “16 shells from a thirty-ought-six”.

The designation 30-06 means that it uses a 0.30 inch calibre bullet and it was first manufactured in 1906. A hundred years ago apparently it was common for the number “zero” to be referred to as “ought”, hence the “ought-six”.

Of course the use of “ought” is a misnomer; a more proper term for zero would be “naught”.  However I can’t imagine referring to my rifle as a “thirty-naught-six”.

And of course there’s the question of which decade followed the nineties.  Most would agree that the eighties were followed by the nineties, but are we now in the oughts, the naughts, or some other decade?  Maybe the zilches?