Hunting WITH Knives

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Hmmm, I've seen this as an aside in a couple of posts today and it got me to thinking...An old uncle of my sister in law from Eastern KY told how as a kid he hunted Possums with a kerosene lantern and a Barlow pocket knife. He'd find 'em, shine 'em, THROW the knife and stick 'em. They would fall out of the tree eventually. Said he spent a lot of time looking for the knife sometimes. Made enough money selling the hides to buy a single shot .22 RF that cost $1.50 in those days. Then He was in business big time. saved his money and bought the first pair of shoes he ever owned.
 
Knew a chap at college (deep in the Pineywoods) who had grown up most of his life in the forest and hills, lived by himself from the time his pa died (he was 17 at that time) until he was 31. Scary old crazy hillbilly type.

He espoused the following opinion:

"There's three kinds'a folks out there, man. Ya got those folks who go an' slaughter deer with a rifle--they're so damned far away, the deer never knows what hit 'em. Then ya gots yer bow-n-arrow hunters...they at least got some brain fer gittin' close. Then you got hunters. They go out huntin' and take a knife. I figger, if you kin take out a deer with a knife, you got it comin' to ya."

Incidentally, he hunts with a bow and arrow, or uses a blackpowder Sharps, which he bought when I knew him at college. He eschewed a normal rifle, because he didn't like the notion of cartridges. Weird.


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Meddle not in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy, and good with ketchup...
 
Sorry, brainfarting...

Was looking at an ad for the new Sharps repros in a mag whilst typing. Johnny uses a recent (well, at the time he bought it) remake of the Kentucky rifle.

Teach me to try and walk and chew bubblegum simultaneously...


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Meddle not in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy, and good with ketchup...
 
Back in Taiwan, in the 70's, I used talk with some Marines, who came from Okinawa to run in our HHH mini marathon race. They hunted boar in the Philipines with big knives. Sounded pretty far out to me. I was on a waiting list to hunt boar with a spear, up in the mountains of Taiwan, but got rotated out before my number came up. Always regretted that.
 
The normal method of dispatching a wild boar down here when hunting with dogs is to use a spear or large knife. Of course, they didn't tell me that until I was trying to get a clear shot at the boar (without hitting a dog) with my S&W 629 and the guide told me "put down that pistol, here - use this bowie knife". Wish we had brought a spear along
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. There were a few three legged dogs in the pack who had obviously lost earlier fights with boar. That boar did taste good though.
 
My Father related this story to me a long time ago about his boss (Travis)who LOVED to hunt Hog. Then someone told him about hog-huntin' with a knife. Well, on his next trip to Texas he and a hunter friend of his were out hunting Peccary and Travis bagged a big'un. Almost. Actually, he wounded the thing and it immediately went to ground. Underground, that is. Evidently, there was a large burrow that was nearby and the wounded animal went right to it for shelter. Sooo what did our intrepid hunter do? He unsheathed his K-Bar and went into the hole after the pig. His buddy watched in surprise as his feet dissappeared into the evidently rather large hole and then all Hell broke loose as Travis and the Peccary communed and got to know each other better underground for a brief while. Travis backed out of the hole bleeding from gashes and slashes in his hands and forearms dragging a half buthchered pig with him. He got his prize but it cost him half of his left pinkie and several dozen stitches. They found his pinkie in the Peccarrie's throat after they started dressing him out.
Now this story was told to me as a child, and I cannot vouch for the veracity of the story, but it did answer the questions about the mounted head in Travis' office, the heavy scarring on his hands and arms and why he was missing part of his left pinkie.
As for me, I think I'll just keep buying my pork at my local butcher's shop, thankyouverymuch!

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Thanks but no thanks. I will stick to my .457 cast lead knife thrower.
like most other "fun" things thats gota be illegal in Canada, such a pitty.
 
As a teen I used to walk along the riding trails in the arroyo that holds the Rose Bowl. I'd carry a few Malayan style throwing knives. There were some rather bold cotton tails you could spot within a few feet of the trails. Once in a while I'd get lucky. Often I lost the knives, but they only cost a dollar or two. I replaced the leather handle wrapping on the knives with open wrapped twine over crumpled aluminum foil. The shiny foil was easier to spot.

My hunting really distressed some of the horse riders. Much to my surprise I also got negative comments from the folks on the archery range when I got gophers with my knives. By the way, you need somewhat light knives for small game, because you need maximum speed.
 
I have a survival book calle "Living with the Earth" that teaches how to live in the bush on a longer term basis. The author grew up with Native Americans, and he tells a story of his first hunt. He tracked a deer for a week and having learned its routine, waited in a tree for it to bass by. Then he dropped from the tree, burying his knife in the deer. WOW!!! That story still amazes me!

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"Come What May..."
 
I knew of stress OF a couple of "good ole boys" in the hills of eastern Pa. who used to run the fields at night in a pick up - one in the bed with knife ready - They'd chase a deer down.. and the guy in the bed would calfwrestle it down and cut it's throat .. they claimed to be doing it as payback to the Game commission for fines levied against them for shooting deer out of season .. Like I said - I heard the story - never was with them - I always figured the knife gave you an unfair advantage!

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knife Knuts are sharp people

Jonesy!
 
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