If its a good quality broadhead either will work. Whatever your comfortable with. I use fixed mainly cause I ain't found a mechanical I liked enough to stick with.
"Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be" - Abraham Lincoln
Thanks for the heads up about poly and especially about ventilating.
I got a pair of wicking poly (best of both worlds?) thermals but my wife
calls them "leggings" and I'll just have to do some kind of fleece
pants as insulation under my shell.
We headed out Friday right after work. My dad was going with me, because he's from Arkansas and doesn't like to miss the chance to go back when he can.
I told him, it's only a weekend trip and pack only what you need. Well after loading up his neccesities, WOW, we could have survived for two weeks, with everything that he brought.
So we make are way up through Oklahoma, and jump off 69 to 270 and start making our way to Mena, Ar.
We get there and pull in to Wally Work about midnight and I get tagged up.
(I know my console looks horrible)
Took a short nap, and then headed out into the woods.
Saturday morning we ventured out into mountains, we were about 1900-2300Ft up and the fog was tremendous. We started to hunt in the Muddy Creek WMA, but could not find anything, no prints, nothing at all. Great area though.
After trying to spot and stalk, we posted up where we did see a ton of traffic. Got the ground blind set up and started glasssing. I tell you what the Thermacell's work great. We started with a mosquito problem, but it was nearly instant that they dissappeared.
We stayed out untill after dark and started to see alot of lightning. And after seeing all the haze, determined it was rain. Glad we got out when we did, because it poured.
The storm was a squall line that was nearly the length of the mid-west. This guy was carrying three inches of rain and hour and had nickel size hail, also threatened to bring tornados. Nothing we are not used being from North Texas. Cheaptrick was kidding about the rain. Seemed to hit faster than what I was thinking.
After how the first day went, I'll be honest, I was disappointed. My dad suggested that we go up north where he was from and try it out up there. I explained to him that Bear Season in that area was closed, and he said that's fine, there are a ton of deer. By the time we made it up to Ozark, it was late and slept in the truck again. Got about three hours of sleep before we had get up and start out.
Sunday morning we were up at 4:00, fuel up and then start up HWY 59, AKA the pig trail because of its popularity with motorcycle enthusiasts. This road zigs and zags all the way from IH 40 into Missouri.
But 35 years ago when my dad was running around he said this is where he hunted and it was by Bee Rock.
We get to that area and its still dark and we are in the forrest, many of you know, that nearly every mountian looks identical.
Supposedly we would hike up about 1/4 mile and we would hunt off this plateu.
Not quite. We hiked up about three miles of path and the fog was so thick it was hard to determine which way was East. I'll admit it, we got lost and I nearly had a bad mechanical injury. With all the moisture I slipped off a rock and landed on my side. I'll be feeling that for about six weeks. This heavy weight is out of shape. But I was looking for moss and found my tru north and then a new pet for my son.
Here's the view looking up.
We made it out, and we were both hungry and there is a small shop on the Mulberry river that we went to. Outside it was cool talking with the locals, because my dad met a guy who went to elementary school with my uncle and I was talking to his friend who invited us to go hunt on his land.
I was beside myself when he asked.
He said" Skylar, I only have 88 acres but my property backs up to 2.2 million acres of National Forrest.
Needless to say I was I was empahtic.
Truthfully, I wasn't expecting what he did. We get there and he asks me if I know how to drive a side by side. Then throws me the keys.
We drive all over his property and he tells me I can hunt whatever I want. Deer, Fox, Bobcat, Turkeys, anything doesn't matter.
I find a stand and there is a ton of sign of everything Bear scat, Deer tracks, Turkey sign, everything was hitting this.
I went to talk to him about it, and he said that one was his favorite stand. This is where he has shot everything. Then he pulls up the trail cam pics.
Bear were coming to this stand every day, as welll as deer turkey.
Things were looking up at this point. So I get everything ready. Double check my zero and head out.
I sat up there until eight then came down and came up to his house. We talked for about an hour and he kept apologizing for my not being able to see anything, but I told him that is why it's hunting and not killing. He was saying now, that he's retired this is all he does is hunt.
We swapped information and he said next time, to let him know and he will start ahead up time and have something ready for me. I couldn't believe it. A short conversation is turning into a friendship that just came out of no where.
Fantastic! Its funny more of the hunts I remember are the ones that the intended game wasn't there. The ones that were successful have had the adrenalin removed by the kill. Plus the long drag from the woods. ( I grew up Pre ATV)
Folks ain't got a sense of humor no more. They don't laugh they just get sore.
Need to follow the rules. Just hard to determine which set of rules to follow Now the rules have changed again.
Flashlight , rope and cold camp are the things which you might be missing.I guess that will surely help you.I wish your trip goes great. _______________ hunting kudu
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