You first have to join one of our "farm teams" like Skip's "A-Team" to prove yourself at that level for about 10 years or so. Then we can look at your body of work for consideration to step up to the majors.
Even young phenom's like yourself must pay their dues.
You may want to reconsider filing your application, the arduous and appaling apprentice period, the four figure fees and the insulting and intrusive initiation rites.
Gadget Bob will wear you out in short order. He's relentless in his pursuit of the black bandits. Two weekends ago, I picked up an auxilary TCP member at the airport late Thursday evening, drove a long way, slept four hours, hunted crows with Gadget Bob and Texas Matt at one orchard all Friday morning, displaced to another orchard, shooting our way back to the house. Resupply and feed.
Got up the next morning at zero dark thirty, drove to another county in another direction, met up with Task Force Bob (Texas Matt taking a day off), shot crows all morning in an orchard, went into town for lunch, back to another orchard for more crowing and squirrel activities, switched to coyotes at dusk, finishing up with a nocturnal orchard varmint hunt. Dark-to-dark on the gun. Home by midnight and had my buddy on his plane by 6:30 a.m. Sunday.
Eight counties, over 500 miles, 125 crows, a number of squirrels, raccons, skunks and armadillos with long shotguns, rifles and pistols. 55 hour campaign on ten hours of sleep to protect what remains of this state's pecan crop. It would have killed a smaller man.
And Gadget Bob was out that next Monday morning on a differnt radial, slaying crows with Texas Matt!
You may want to reconsider filing your application, the arduous and appaling apprentice period, the four figure fees and the insulting and intrusive initiation rites.
Gadget Bob will wear you out in short order. He's relentless in his pursuit of the black bandits. Two weekends ago, I picked up an auxilary TCP member at the airport late Thursday evening, drove a long way, slept four hours, hunted crows with Gadget Bob and Texas Matt at one orchard all Friday morning, displaced to another orchard, shooting our way back to the house. Resupply and feed.
Got up the next morning at zero dark thirty, drove to another county in another direction, met up with Task Force Bob (Texas Matt taking a day off), shot crows all morning in an orchard, went into town for lunch, back to another orchard for more crowing and squirrel activities, switched to coyotes at dusk, finishing up with a nocturnal orchard varmint hunt. Dark-to-dark on the gun. Home by midnight and had my buddy on his plane by 6:30 a.m. Sunday.
Eight counties, over 500 miles, 125 crows, a number of squirrels, raccons, skunks and armadillos with long shotguns, rifles and pistols. 55 hour campaign on ten hours of sleep to protect what remains of this state's pecan crop. It would have killed a smaller man.
And Gadget Bob was out that next Monday morning on a differnt radial, slaying crows with Texas Matt!
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You gotta do better than that to scare the "Minnesota Crow Patrol" Phil, we can handle all that and more, and if we had armadillas up here, John would take care of them with his 3 foot blowgun( he might need to use the armour piercing broadheads though) SLEEP??? it's over rated
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I forgot to mention that my hounds were long-eared sad when I got back from the airport because I had been gone for two days. So, after I clened the guns, we walked around White Rock Lake, a nine and half mile foot patrol. Could have done it twice without those pesky leashes and with a shotgun!