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Originally posted by Skyline
RoyinIdaho ..........
You sound like a bitter man! 
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Nah, not bitter. I'm just heavy handed on the keyboard
I am kind of fed up with the major part of the hunting industry, the run of the mill hunter. That leaves out most on this board but probably not all.
Nuge has it about right regarding camo. He's into the zebra stripe thing.
I've noticed that during my walk and stalk yote hunting all I need is an extra second or so most tmes to get a decent shot off. Camo doesn't get that for ya. Confusion does.
Put a brake on your rifle and miss a yote. They get confused as they can't oftimes tell where the shot came from and run towards you.
My snow camo confuses yotes and elk, I have noticed. It gives me what seems a little less than 2 seconds more time to get a shot off.
The closest I've been to a bull elk was about 15 feet. I had just came home from work and heard one bugling. I was dressed in slacks, a light colored button down collar ****. The dam bull stuck his nose to the bottom of my foot print in the tall grass and tracked me down. I was unarmed except for a ball point pen.
Camo is best for paint balling where you are hiding from people.
So what if Adams wears sentlock, advantage timber and a funny cap. Does that make my life any better. Nah! But the masses suck up that stuff thus goes the market.
Biggest buck in the valley was shot by a fella who was standing with his wife on a bare sage brush hill side. Both were international orange from head to foot. The buck never saw them. They looked like a couple of punkins
Bought me an air compressor the other day. Next is the air brush. The big project will be doing a unique camo job on all of my rifles. One thing for sure, you'll be able to lay them on the ground any where and be able to find them. And I'm betting my success rate will nudge up a bit.
Well there's ol' Roy's rant for the day. The burr under my saddle is that a 12yr old girl shot her first elk on an open hunt. They cleaned an tagged it. It was late so they left it lay and came back the next morning. All there was left was the tag. Someone else had taken it home. Now that pisses me off.
Ahhhhhhh, now I feel better.