The Mullet, Dev, and Geo delivered a hat trick at Bowmex Outfitters the week of January 10th in Old Mexico.    Geo was first out of the gate and bagged the first buck one hour into his first morning sit.    Dev followed suit on morning two, and the Mullet finished it off in the afternoon of the last day…..

This was the first big game hat trick for the Raging Mullet Hunt & Fish Club.    It is amazing  what happens when the club’s namesake is in the house, while all the fragioles stay at home.  We also participated in a Bowmex tradition of shooting arrows into the  hats of hunters who had shot and missed game during the week.  There were many  hats on the line, and when all was said and done, many a hole in those hats.  In particular, one black cowboy hat had more holes in it than any other…. Sorry, Jimbo.

Bowmex was an experience indeed.   The staff was friendly, knowledgeable, and completely dedicated to insuring that  each hunter was successful in shooting a trophy buck, as well as having a good time.  During the midday breaks, we called, chased, and stalked other critters on the prickly ranch.    We all shot javelinas (also called peccary and are often mistaken for pigs), while some of us (well, one of us) slung more arrows than others…..  You would think with all the additional years of experience our elder member has, that he would be the last guy to shoot four arrows at the same javie and miss…. four times.  After Kirk told the shooter, “You suck!”, we spent fifteen minutes locating Dev’s  arrows in the thorny cactus, prickly pear, and mesquite bushes.

During the mid-afternoon hunts,  we witnessed entirely too many missed shots; field surgery to insure an oversized rat had all of his guts tucked back into his cavity (to maximize weight for the largest javie contest); the latest dance craze called the “Havie Hustle;” and of all things, a Burt Reynolds Playgirl pose with a zipped javie.   When the shooting was through,  what remained was the “havies and the havie-nots. “  No hat trick here for the Raging Mullet Hunt & Fish Club.

When PD (Porch Dog) was not running around with freshly butchered  deer limbs in his mouth, he chased away the packs of coyotes that constantly challenged the perimeter of the hacienda.  ..

Good group of hunters from all walks of life and various backgrounds.   We came up with a new game one night.   It’s a simple but fun family game called  “You’re a D-Bag.”   The highlight of the game was when Dev clipped  Jason, the Alaska State Trooper in the head with a wine cork, and insisted he declare himself as a D-Bag.  Credit to Jason for being a good sport, and ‘fessing up to being a D-bag  (you hadda be there).

Our hosts, Perry and Kirk ran a good camp, and were always available to help in any way.    Jim Shockey was very approachable, seemed to have a good time with us, and shared some pretty cool stories of his experiences over the years.   Eleven shooters in camp, nine racks harvested, two deer wounded and never recovered…….

In closing, a fun trip that, despite the terrible weather, did not disappoint.