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<blockquote data-quote="Ponyroper" data-source="post: 137516" data-attributes="member: 423"><p>Got my first deer on that game refuge south of Dawson in 1971.&nbsp; Game and Fish had a check station at the west entrance along Hwy. 3 and they would watch the whole refuge from a high hill in the middle of the refuge.&nbsp; If you shot a deer you just waved your vest until the biologist on the hill spotted you and he would come pick you up and haul you and your deer to the check station where they would take all their measurements and samples then they would clean and hang your deer for you.&nbsp; Didn't even have to get my hands dirty.&nbsp; I spent most of the day sitting on the hill with the biologist listening to stories about the stupid hunters he had encountered in the refuge.&nbsp; Some of the stories were pretty funny but some were also pretty scary.&nbsp; The refuge was an old state buffalo reserve and was 6 sections 2 miles by 3 miles and at 1 second after 12 noon it sounded like a scene from Saving Private Ryan.&nbsp; Vehicles were lined up all around the refuge on the section lines and when the shooting started and deer started running out of the refuge it reminded me of the Mad Max movie when all the Hummungous characters jumped in their dune buggies and took after Max.&nbsp; Wild!</p></blockquote><p></p>

[QUOTE="Ponyroper, post: 137516, member: 423"] Got my first deer on that game refuge south of Dawson in 1971. Game and Fish had a check station at the west entrance along Hwy. 3 and they would watch the whole refuge from a high hill in the middle of the refuge. If you shot a deer you just waved your vest until the biologist on the hill spotted you and he would come pick you up and haul you and your deer to the check station where they would take all their measurements and samples then they would clean and hang your deer for you. Didn't even have to get my hands dirty. I spent most of the day sitting on the hill with the biologist listening to stories about the stupid hunters he had encountered in the refuge. Some of the stories were pretty funny but some were also pretty scary. The refuge was an old state buffalo reserve and was 6 sections 2 miles by 3 miles and at 1 second after 12 noon it sounded like a scene from Saving Private Ryan. Vehicles were lined up all around the refuge on the section lines and when the shooting started and deer started running out of the refuge it reminded me of the Mad Max movie when all the Hummungous characters jumped in their dune buggies and took after Max. Wild! [/QUOTE]

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