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STORY
What’s Inside
Christmas Comes Early
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2007 Contests Come to an End
Field Gear Review: Leupold RXIV Rangefinder
Modifications to the 2008
Shed Contests
OSH Shed Hunting Tip
OSH Record Book Update
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Drawing an elk tag in the Mt.
Emily unit is almost as hard as
killing a big bull once you get
there. After six of us went in as a
party for deer, my dad told me not
to schedule anything
for elk season because he was going
to draw a tag off the
top. By off the top he
meant drawing one
of twelve tags out of
approximately 1,700
applicants, or a 0.7%
chance of drawing a
tag. From May 15th
to June 20th all we
heard from my dad
was, “I think I’m going to draw an elk tag
this year. I can just
feel it.” Well “Hunter
Christmas” came
around (June 20th)
and I logged on to
the Oregon Department of Fish and
Wildlife web site to check our
parties deer tag results, not worrying about elk because no one
had enough points for elk. I
looked up my dad’s results first.
It read successful for deer and
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BLAINE HENDRICKSON
successful for elk 254Y1. 254Y1…
no way, that’s the big bull tag! I
checked my results and it read
successful for deer and successful
for 254Y2. I couldn’t believe my
for elk season this year than I ever
am for Christmas. It was going to
be a great trip. My dad was mentally already on the mountain setting up camp and spotting for
bulls. My brother was
going to come along
and was bringing my
little nephew. My
uncle Calvin, who
can pack more meat
than a mule, was
coming also. And I
was going to meet up
with my grandpa to
go along on the Friday before season. I
was so confident we
were going to kill a
monster bull that I
told a buddy at
Nosler to get me a
hat so I could pose
with my dad’s bull.
Friday before
opening season
came and my excitement was soon
dad had drawn the any bull tag. I dashed when my grandpa told me
was instantly on the phone calling he couldn’t make it due to health
my dad and uncle to let them know reasons. But, he said he was okay
the lucky son-of-a-gun did it again. and we better get a monster. I
I love Christmas, but I can hon- think I was more excited than anyestly say that I was more excited
one else in camp, including my
2007 CONTESTS
By the time many of you receive this newsletter the OSH
Largest Shed and Photo Contests will have ended. We have
had a great year with these
contests and look forward to
another exciting year for 2008.
The photo contest entries
were numerous and we received some really great photos! Photos ranged from “as
they lay” shed photos to youngsters out shed hunting. To view
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the photos that were submitted for
the 2007 season you can look on
the OSH webpage and click on the
link titled “2007 Photo Contest.”
The winner of the 2007 photo contest will be announced in our spring
newsletter (March) and will also be
posted on the OSH webpage/forum
in January 2008.
The largest shed contest started
off fairly slow in 2007, but got a lot
Parry Hurliman’s Roosevelt Sheds
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dad. I had the entire ten days planned: where I wanted to walk and
where I wanted to spot/shed hunt. You couldn’t ask for better
weather; when it gets nasty weather in the Mt. Emily unit you can’t
see a thing. My dad already informed us that this may be his last
hunt and he wasn’t going to shoot a small one.
So my brother, uncle, my seven year old nephew, and I set out to
find my dad his big bull. I have to admit I was actually hunting sheds
and bugling at small bulls more than looking for big bulls. On opening day we all went in different directions and were scattered all over
the mountains. We all spotted bulls but none big enough for my
dad’s standards. I did end up spotting an old white rag horn shed
across a canyon that probably should have stayed there but it came
out.
Day two started like day one. At 4:30 a.m. I was cooking breakfast and there was a race to beat the daylight. The second day I was
on the lookout for a big G-4 bull that shed a 170 shed that I picked
up during deer season. Elk hadn’t been in that canyon since deer
season and I felt bad because I brought my dad with me. I finally got
to the spot where I found the shed and started looking like crazy. I
walked 200 yards through the brush up canyon to where my dad was
standing. I was disappointed and frustrated at this point. He was 30
yards above me and said to me “while we’re down here you might as
well look for the other side of that shed.” I was frustrated and told
him we were here to find him a bull not sheds. Right after that my
heart started to pound as I looked to my right and saw an antler laying 6 feet in front of me. I took six steps and said, “I have never
been so disappointed to find a shed in my entire life.” It was a nice
six point that my dad couldn’t see from where he was. Then I took
two more steps and found the other side! At this point I wanted to
find the match to the 170 shed really bad. So we kept walking up
the canyon and kept finding sheds. I matched up a couple that I
found earlier in the year.
With some of the sheds that we found in the area we could tell
that the big G-4 bull’s genetics were alive and well. A couple different sheds have the same characteristics. We were on our way out of
the canyon with 4 horns when my dad told me he spotted another
seven-point shed in a spot I already
walked two times that year. It
amazed me that I walked 15 yards
above the shed once and 30 yards
below it later. After I picked up the
small seven-point I was crossing
back through the side canyon to
meet back up with my dad when I
found a six-point shed lying in the
creek bottom. I missed both of
these sheds earlier in the year on
two separate occasions. So we
ended up with 6 elk sheds and 1
deer shed. I never did end up
matching up the other side to the
170 shed.
When we got back to camp we decided to go look for a 7x8 my
brother had spotted during deer season. My uncle, brother, nephew
and I all pushed the canyon for my dad. I found a big mule deer
shed lying underneath a cougar kill. My nephew had a whole new
appreciation and understanding of hunting after that short unsuccessful walk. It was so hot coming out of the canyon I actually had to
take my shirt off.
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When the alarm goes off at 4:30 every morning it barely feels
like you fell asleep before you have to get up and the mornings all
start to blend together. My brother had seen the same bulls in the
same spot a couple days in a row so my dad had to go make sure
they were too small to shoot. We took separate ridges across from
my brother and went to have a look. Well the bulls turned out to be
five-points, but my “super-spotter” dad spotted a set of big sevenpoint sheds in the bottom of the canyon straight below my brother.
My dad also spotted a bull that he said went 300, but with a good
portion of the hunting season still ahead of us, we left this bull for
later.
The next day my dad and I were walking down a ridge to look for
a bull that we had spotted and we stopped to glass. Before I even
sat down my dad said, “I spotted a horn.”
I said, “That’s not fair I haven’t even sat down yet.” Both antlers
were lying on the hillside and I took some pretty good pictures of
them through my dad’s spotting scope. They both went around 135
and were nice six point sheds. Unsuccessful again on finding my
dad a bull, we went back to
camp.
When we got back to
camp, my brother wasn’t there and he is usually always the first
one back. After a couple hours he drove into camp with a big
smile. He calmly got out of his pickup wearing his smug smile. We
instantly knew something was up and knew what it was when we
looked in the back of his pickup. He went and picked up the 7x7
sheds my dad spotted the day before. They were actually 7x8 and
when I saw them I said, “Is that the same bull you saw during deer
season?” I could tell by how
he described the horns during deer season that it was
the same bull. I told him that
he had under estimated the
bull during deer season because those are 160 class
sheds. They haven’t been
officially scored but they both
score in the low 160’s making the 7x8 a 360+ bull
(when he shed his antlers)
and probably a 370+ bull
now. Regardless to say, we
looked, walked and spotted
for that bull the rest of season.
The next couple days
were spent going through the
same routine of 4:30 a.m.
wake up, finding bulls not big enough for my dad, chasing people’s
stories of spotting big ones, and picking up sheds. Every time I
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would see a bull I would get excited and my dad would always give
me a bad time about it.
Finally my dad spotted a bull three miles away that was big
enough for him to get excited about. But there was a problem. To
hunt this bull it was a 36 mile pickup ride, a 2 mile four-wheeler ride
and a couple mile hike. But for a big bull, this was all a small price to
pay, so we headed out.
Once we got fairly close to where the bull was, we stayed until
dark and spotted a couple spike elk and a few cows, but no big bull.
The next day was much of the same. We spotted a big bull in the
morning across the 3-mile canyon and then set out to kill him in the
afternoon. After the truck, 4-wheeler and hike we were at the same
spot we were at the day before. We were on our way down the canyon so we could get into position when my dad spotted him. The bull
was a monster lying across the side canyon from us. My dad was
jumping around like a little kid when I
asked him, “Now who’s excited?”
His reply was classic, “Well, we finally found something to get excited
about.” We threw up the spotting
scope on the bull and he was big. My
dad said he’s a shooter if he would just
turn his head so I can see his back
ends of his antlers. The bull was facing
us and his tines scooped away from his
main beam far enough to hold a bath
tub. I was looking through the scope
when the bull turned his head for a
moment. I told my dad, “You’re not
going to like this,” and passed the
scope back to my dad. By the time he
looked at the bull he turned his back to
the straight-on position. My dad then
asked, “What, what won’t I like?” I told him the bull only had about 4
inches of horn after the fourth point on the left side. He didn’t break
it off he was just a freak. He had an 18-inch G-3 on that side though.
I could see the sparkle leave my dad’s eye. He was still probably at
least a 330+ bull and probably a 360 if he wouldn’t have been a
freak. My dad was visibly upset. This was the second bull he was
excited about that had something wrong with it (before season he
spotted a big bull but it turned out the bull didn’t have any G-3’s and
still went into the 300’s). My dad was debating whether he wanted
to shoot 330 class bull when another freak walked out 500 yards
below the bull we were looking at. This bull was missing his G-3’s
just like the one dad saw before season, but this bull’s antlers were
smaller in size.
I could see my dad was still debating going after this 330 class
bull and this wasn’t even the original bull we were looking for. So I
said, “If you don’t shoot him you probably won’t shoot one any bigger, but it’s your hunt.”
He said, “Every one will kill me for passing this one up.” He
paused for several minutes, took a couple pictures through the spotting scope and said, “Lets go look for that other bull.” I was proud of
him for sticking to his guns and holding out for the real big one. The
season was winding down and I guarantee that if the bull wouldn’t
have been a freak on the one side, he would have been dead.
We left that bull and walked down the canyon and started looking
for the other bull. Finally my dad couldn’t take it and said he was
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going to get a better look at the freak bull. Which normally translates into I’m going to go shoot that bull. He said, “If the bull we
we’re after steps out, radio me,” then he left. I never heard a shot
and the other bull never stepped out. However, a monster mule
deer did. He was the biggest mule deer I have seen on the hoof. I
would say 175+ class. Another trip out of the deep woods in the
dark, you have to love those head lamps!
At 4:30 a.m. once again we awoke with only two days left in the
season. I thought to myself that we had just passed up the best
opportunity at a big bull (yesterday). But, I really didn’t mind because I was in heaven hunting sheds and walking all over the
country. I told everyone I was training to pack out the big bull. I
didn’t ever want season to end and neither did my dad. He said
he has more fun looking for the bulls than actually hunting them.
We reminded him often that he was supposed to shoot the bulls
not just look at them. My dad said if I’m going to kill a bull I better
do it today because after tomorrow
I’m going to lose all my packers.
My brother said, “Lets go through
the motions one more time,” and
we left camp.
The weather finally started to
move in and it was cold for a
change. I had been so spoiled that
I forgot you have to wear long underwear during elk season. I was
freezing my tail off on a ridge glassing through the chilling wind when
my brother came over the radio.
Like always, he spotted a pretty
nice bull. We were talking about
the bull not thinking our dad was
even in radio range, when he came
across the radio. He was then on
hot pursuit to give the bull a better look. I didn’t get too excited
because he had been passing up bulls all season so it surprised
me when he said that he was going after this one. I ran back to
the pickup and headed over to meet them. My brother spotted
the bull in a spot that I had walked into to glass twice already.
It was cold and rainy when I met up with those two. We got our
gear and made our way across a big ridge top to get to the canyon
the bull was in. We were across the canyon from the bull and
couldn’t find him. We decided to go down into the canyon to get a
better look. My dad and I went down separate side canyons and
left my brother above to glass the canyon. Hours passed with the
cold rain and spots of fog moving through. I spent the majority of
it curled up in a ball underneath an old pine tree. I finally got so
cold I was doing jumping jacks and running in place when I spotted him. I was jumping in place and every time I jumped I could
see a tan patch in between two trees. I got into a better position
and could see it was the bull and he was tearing apart a little tree.
I radioed to the boys to let them know that I had spotted the bull.
The bull turned around and laid down and the only thing you could
see was his G-4 and G-5. I described the spot and my brother
could see the same thing I could and my dad couldn’t see anything. I was so excited I wanted him to come to where I was
standing. He was 288 yards from where the bull was laying and
told me he wasn’t moving. We waited for a while longer and the
bull stood up to feed. I was looking at the bull 250 yards broad
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side through my scope and was real excited. I turned on my radio to
tell my dad he was moving and my brother was talking. He said
“Boy he has some real big ma…ss”. Half way through “mass” my
dad touched one off. The bull turned and went back to where he
was laying. Then we heard a crash. My dad said when the bull was
moving he could only see one antler, and as soon as he cleared the
trees and was quartering away from him he rammed the 7mm right
behind the shoulder.
My dad stayed where
he was and I went to
make sure the bull was
dead. The bull didn’t
move more than 20 yards
from where he was shot.
Right after my dad shot, a
friend of my dad’s, that
we didn’t even know was
around, radioed my dad
to tell him he just spotted
a 375 bull right on top. I started laughing because I knew my uncle
and my dad’s friend were just giving him a bad time but my dad
didn’t realize that. You could hear the disappointment and regret in
his voice as he told his friend he just shot a bull that wasn’t that big.
My dad said he was instantly sick to his stomach. Finally my dad’s
friend told him congratulations on his bull and he was just giving
him a bad time. I then told my dad to come check out his massive
bull.
It turns out it was the same bull my dad glassed twice on two
different occasions in the summer with a mangled third tine. My
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dad and I dressed out the bull and
were happy when we saw the cavalry
of my uncle and brother coming down
to help us pack out meat. It took us
two trips to get the bull out and I was
excited when my dad said, “Whatever
you boys pack out, you can have,”
because I packed the head and horns
out on the first trip!
In all we had 300 pounds of boned
out meat and a bull that rough scores
around
318. My dad had pictures of him from
summer and had rough scored him at
270 or 280, but he typically scores bulls
a little lower than they are. The bull he
shot wasn’t the biggest bull we saw all
season but you can’t complain for the
last day of our hunt.
This was by far the best hunting trip
in my short life, including my own elk
hunt trip in the same mountains and a
trip to Alaska with my grandpa and uncle. It was ten days of the best hunting
you could ask for. With four of the best hunting partners any
hunter could wish for. We found two of the biggest sheds any shed
hunter could ever pick up. And my dad killed one of the heaviest
massed bulls I have ever seen. I have a ton of memories that I will
never forget.
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more popular as the deadline approached. We received several shed
entries that pushed the upper limits of what some of us might imagine as huge. Well done everybody! All entries can be viewed on the
OSH webpage under the link titled “Top Entries/Record Book.” Again,
the winners will be announced in the spring newsletter and also
posted on the webpage in January 2008.
OSH would like to thank all of you who participated in the contests
and for making these contests successful for the 2007 season!
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Jed Eastman
Jeff Dixson
Clowers
Blaine Hendrickson
Russ Nichols
Scott Tibbs
Dustin Starr
Pat McGanty
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FIELD GEAR REVIEW: LEUPOLD® RX-IV RANGEFINDER
BY TROY CAPPS AND ROB TANNER
Since Leupold joined up with OSH this last year we have
been very grateful to be able to test some of their equipment.
Here at OSH, we have been purchasing Leupold products
since we started hunting at the age of 12. We have always
liked their products and know that they guarantee their products 100%, no questions asked! As a hunter, you have to be
able to rely on your equipment and we have found that in Leupold.
Here recently we were able to test the Leupold RX-IV digital
laser rangefinder on an elk hunt in Eastern Oregon and several varmint hunts in Central Oregon. We were overdue to
update our old rangefinder and we soon found out that there
is a whole new generation of
rangefinders on the market
today!
Prior to our hunts we spent
some time learning how to use
the RX-IV. This rangefinder has
a lot of “bells and whistles,” so
it did take us a little more time
to get familiar with the settings
and modes than our last rangefinder. However, Leupold’s exclusive Quick Set Rotary Menu
on the RX-IV is intuitive and easy to use, giving you fast access
to all the incredible performance modes. Once you have your
settings dialed in it’s as easy as point and shoot.
We found the RX-IV to be extremely accurate out to 1,500
yards on a reflective target. However, most of the ranging that
we were doing was on vegetative terrain, which allowed ranging out to 800-900 yards. For us, this distance is plenty far
enough for shooting.
We found that the 8x23 magnification gave us plenty of
power, with a wide field of view to track movement. And a
bonus is the scan mode that continuously updates the range
as you track a target or scan an area. It has a rugged, waterproof construction and a digital compass for navigation. The
precision thermometer gives you digital readings in ˚C or ˚F,
and allows the user to adjust for those long range shots.
Probably one of the most popular features of this rangefinder is the True Ballistic Range™ technology. This feature
alone is one of the reasons we were interested in this rangefinder. If you have ever hunted moderate to steep terrain (as
we typically do)
where you might be
shooting uphill
or downhill you know
that accurate
field ranging can
mean the difference between a hit or
a miss. In 2005
we missed a buck that
was only 100 yards away, but was angled about 50-60 degrees downhill from us. We held dead-on and shot over his
back several times, and by the time he ran off we realized
what we had done wrong. We did not adjust for the downhill
slope. The Leupold® RX-IV digital laser rangefinder could
have possibly saved us from making this error. With its built in
inclinometer, users can get the True Ballistic Range™ to their
target, based on their rifle’s or bow’s ballistics. The RX-IV calculates the ballistics range to your target, then displays it as a
holdover aim point, a minute of angle (MOA) adjustment, or
the equivalent horizontal distance. By calculating the incline,
line of sight range to the target, and a projectile’s ballistics, your
RX provides rifle hunters using Leupold Ballistics Aiming System
reticles, as well as bow
hunters, the correct
equivalent horizontal distance for precise shooting
on an incline. In other
words, aim using the True
Ballistic Range, not the line
of sight range. With practice, long distance/steep
angle shooting can become second nature. The
RX-IV has seven TBR ballistics settings for the rifle
and three for the bow for
incredible accuracy. We
found the TBR setting to be
effective to 800 yards for
most rifle cartridges.
When getting prepared for that shot of a lifetime the Match
13TM Reticle SystemTM will allow you to customize your reticle for
any situation. Each reticle is available with the Leupold Plus
Point™, for an added level of accuracy in pinpointing a target.
We found this feature very useful, as we both prefer different
reticles.
Another neat feature is that you can use multiple modes at
once to tailor your readings to the conditions. For example, if
you are preparing for a long range shot in stormy conditions you
can select the rain-mode in conjunction with the long range
mode. A very valuable tool!
Accessories included with the RX-IV are a soft carrying case
featuring a bungee/hook closure for silent operation in the field,
a battery, a dog clip for attaching to your pack, and an internal
pocket for carrying batteries, instructions and other items. The
RX-IV is 4.8”x3.5”x2” and weighs 12 ounces. It is available in
Mossy Oak® Brush™ camo finish or two-tone black/gray finish
and retails for around $500.
Overall, we have been very satisfied with the RX-IV. If you are
looking for a rangefinder that will yield accurate results in a multitude of situations, look no further. Be prepared to spend a
little time getting familiar with the settings, but once you’ve
done this, you’re set for some serious hunting. And, instead of
guessing that distance and maybe missing the animal of a lifetime, the RX-IV will give you that critical distance to make
the shot.
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Some of Cameraguy and Ricochet’s recent photos!
MODIFICATIONS TO THE
2008 BIGGEST SHED CONTESTS
OSH has made some major changes to the way the
shed contests will operate for the 2008 season. The biggest change is that there will be a contest for most typical/
non-typical major species category. So there will no longer
be competition across major boundaries (i.e. Roosevelt Elk
sheds will no longer compete against Rocky Mountain Elk
sheds and deer sheds won’t compete against elk sheds).
We have decided to keep the Columbia and Eastern Whitetail categories lumped together at this time. Also, the
Western, Columbia and Cascade Blacktail categories will
be lumped together as will the Roosevelt and Cascade
Roosevelt categories.
We feel that this new setup will even out the playing
field and also yield more “bigger” prizes. So here is how it
breaks down. One “big” prize will be given to the person
who submits the biggest shed in each of the following
categories:
Typical/Non-typical Mule Deer
Typical/Non-typical Western, Columbia, and Cascade
Blacktail
Typical/Non-typical Columbia and Eastern Whitetail
Typical/Non-typical Roosevelt and Cascade Elk
Typical/Non-typical Rocky Mountain Elk
The biggest shed and winner for each of these categories
will be calculated as it has been done in the past, which is
the greatest percent increase above the minimum score to
make the OSH Record Book. And remember that you can
submit a shed that you found from any given year, not just
2008.
We have started to put the prizes together for 2008 but
we will not have those finalized until Jan/Feb 2008. In addition to the one “big” prize for each category we hope to have
several other prizes for each category. We will post the new
information on the webpage/forum as soon as we finalize
them.
This is the third year that we have had the Big Shed Contest, and so far ever year has been organized a little differently. We have adapted and evolved to try to make these
contests fair for everyone across the state. We hope you are
all as excited as we are about the new format. If you have
comments or suggestions feel free to email us at:
[email protected]
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OS H S HE D H UNTIN G T IP
Many of you have probably heard of
or seen the various types of antler
traps that are becoming more popular
every day, especially across the whitetail dominated Mid-Western states.
Here at OSH we have received numerous emails about how to build an antler trap and whether they really work.
Although these traps may seem quite
handy, especially if you’ve got bucks
running around on your property or in
your back yard, they can do more damage to animals and your shed hunting
ego than what you might think.
Most traps that we have seen involve some sort of wire or rope. The
basic idea is this. Deer come into a vshaped wire trap that funnels down to
a feeder. Once the buck is at the
feeder it basically has to bump its antlers on the wire to get feed. We’ve
seen several traps that also have cross
-wire and all kinds of different stuff
hanging near the feeder to “bump” the
bucks antlers.
Now, we know that shed hunting is
very addicting! BUT, before you consider building one of these traps think
about all the negative things that come
along with the trap.
The biggest risk of these traps is
that bucks may get entangled in the
wire/rope and either die or create
more stress to an already winterweary buck. It would be a shame to
turn your “so-called” shed collecting
apparatus into a wolf or coyote bait
station. If you want to keep finding
sheds for years to come then you
know how important it is to reduce
the already high accidental fatality
numbers with deer.
Be expected to feed more than the
big ol’ bucks that you dream about.
You’ll attract a lot of other varmints
and critters, some of which you may
not want around your property.
Be prepared to go through a lot of
deer feed, especially if there is snow
on the ground for a long duration.
Harassment of wildlife is a violation
in the state of Oregon, and there is
potential that such a device could
be considered harassment. Some
states such as Illinois have banned
the use and possession of antler
traps. Before building a trap be
sure to check with your local game
department to see what restrictions
apply for your state.
Before building such a trap, you
should also consider that deer spend
the majority of their time bedded down.
So try shed hunting in areas that deer
are using to bed down. Search the
trails to and from their bedding area,
especially the trails with low hanging
vegetation.
If you just cannot withhold from
building a trap (and it is legal in your
state) then try a more deer-friendly approach. Try placing two bales of alfalfa
either parallel to each other or in a vshaped pattern and place your feed in
between the bales. Or place your feed
under a bush or at the base of a brushy
tree like a juniper. Again be prepared
to feed more than deer if you dump
your feed on the ground.
All that being said, coming across a
naturally shed antler while out hiking in
the outdoors is much more of a thrill.
Our recommendation is to stick with
the “tried and trued” method for finding
shed antlers…good old fashioned boot
leather.
O S H R E C O R D B O O K U P DA T E
One of the goals that OSH had when we first got
started was to put together a shed antler record book for
Oregon. We still have plans of doing so, and we are still
in the process of collecting entries. We are estimating
that within the next two years we will put out the first
edition of the Oregon Shed Hunters Record Book.
We are currently in the process of putting together the
official OSH measuring forms and we have consulted
with a local artist on drawing up some figures for our
measuring forms and record book. We think this will
yield a very neat product when the time approaches to
put out our first record book. So stay tuned!
If you have suggestions or comments feel free to
email us at
[email protected]