A review of Caryonah Game Ranch

***For some reason, this was completely deleted off wordpress. So I had to use an emailed copy to repost. I did add in a section at the end where I explained the business module that they have to follow to be successful in regards to a comment of ‘It’s like hunting in a zoo.” ***

Our planned Wyoming Hunt was a bust, but we turned it all around.

After eight months of meticulous planning… See: Pew Pew Pew. Nom Nom Nom! And less then 36 hours before we left on our 26 hour drive across country, loaded for pronghorn and excited for adventure… We noted a large snow storm moving from Washington towards Wyoming and the forecast was snow, ice, sleet, wind and misery the entire time we would be out there.

And everything quickly fell apart as I contacted the Rancher whose place we were going to hunt, as well as the local Game Warden to see what they advise we do. If our chances of success were low, we were going to simply eat $800 worth of non-resident tags instead of throwing more money into an unsuccessful hunt.

While debating on whether we should risk it or not…

Enterprise called.

I reserved a full-size SUV about four months ago. Because I drive old paid off Jeep’s. (Car Payments are for the devil!) But we had a limited amount of time to hunt and if one of my Jeeps broke down, we would stand to lose a substantial amount of hunting time.

Annnddd – Enterprise couldn’t find me a vehicle. Because apparently, when you get online and reserve a vehicle months in advance, that doesn’t mean there actually IS ONE Ho… humm… This included every Enterprise within a two hour drive radius around me. I know, because we checked.

But they found a mini-van for me. Which I’m sure would have been just dandy in a western snow storm.

So after speaking to the Wyomingites about our chances, and the debacle with the vehicle, we called the trip.

Then it was scramble time. Because we both had our gear packed and the entire week off. And my wife demanded I go kill something, even though that meant she’d be a single mom for the duration of the trip.

So something, somewhere, needed to die.

We went to plan B, which was literally ‘Find something to do, with no notice!’

Going on a coastal fishing trip was ‘floated’, but since Hurricane Florence pretty much wiped out the flat-lands of NC and the coast, that wasn’t happening. Then we started looking at exotic game ranches.

Right off the bat, we had reservations about it. I’d heard the horror stories, even seen a few videos showing ‘fence hunting’. Which is basically, like this:


But, after looking at a few ranches, including the huge ones down in Texas, we decided to drive about four hours across the border into my second favorite state (Tennessee) and try Caryonah for Boars and Rams.

I called and we didn’t have any problem getting in. Apparently, fall is their busiest season, but most hunters come on the weekends. So we would have the entire ranch to ourselves.

Sunday morning, we loaded up my 21 year old Jeep Cherokee with coolers, gear, guns, and our large bodies and away we went.

We had a blast.

It reminded me of white tail hunting, but better. More… luxurious.

Instead of being confined to a small track of land, we had 2,000 plus acres of property full of cool stuff to hunt. It was nice to not have to worry about wounding an animal and chasing it through your neighbors yards, only to finish it off in front of little Johnny waiting for the school bus. And the hotel rooms were nice, as was the food. They really stuff you full of good eats. I think I gained 5lbs during our stay.


Oh, and they give you home made cookies and bottles of water with your room. COOKIES!


And breakfast:


And the people, holy smokes. Everyone that worked there was as pleasant as could be. Our hunting guide had been there almost 30 years. The place was family run, but I couldn’t really differentiate between who was family and who wasn’t. They all got along that well.

The first morning, we sat on small knolls waiting for peaceful furry woodland creatures to happily bound in front of us and take a bullet through the chest.

About two hours in, Dad took a sow at 25 feet with a 30-06 round through the eye with a nice Belgium made Browning BAR (A Family Heirloom since 1965).  She had some nice cutters too.



As for me, I didn’t see anything all morning. But I did hear a hog snort and something blow, so there be critters in them woods!

After lunch, we changed to spot and stalk in search of a ram for myself.

Earlier, our guide told us about a ten year old girl the weekend before who spent 11 hours stalking a pretty white ram with a black throat and never getting a shot. In the end she took another ram instead.

So I wanted that one. Because even though the chances of coming across that ram was slim, beating a ten year old girl at hunting is the stuff 35 year old men dream of. Or something. I dunno. It’s always better to be better than others. Regardless of any advantages, like experience or age.

But I wanted a pretty ram, and that one sounded promising. And I lucked out on those slim odds…

After almost an hour of stalking through the woods, we came across a group of three rams and I took that little girls ram with a perfectly placed shot through the heart. While I’d never hunted sheep before, I did study their anatomy the night before. Their vitals are located a bit differently than deer. (Always do your homework!)

He was a Painted Desert Ram. His horns were busted up from fighting, he had facial scars and some fresh wounds. By far the prettiest thing I’ve ever killed. If we had room, I’d have wanted a full body mount. He was that pretty.  Since the ram had it’s winter coat, he had the beautiful white ‘beard’… which is more like a mane that runs down his chest.

I wore orange by the way, because I don’t want to get shot. I just took it off for pictures.



Tough guy horns:



As for trophy scoring – I suspect he’s a bronze class. But I don’t know. I didn’t measure his horns before dropping him off with the taxidermist. I will when he comes back, just out of curiosity. But trophy score wasn’t a priority for me.

It’s funny. While I was out there, calling my wife to tell her how awesome the place was, she decided she wanted to go and kill a boar. She insists she can’t kill anything pretty, but boars were ugly enough she thinks she could pull the trigger on one. Then she saw my ram, and it went from “I can’t kill anything pretty!” to “That’s so beautiful, I want to kill one!”

But two good hunts with two perfect, painless kills on fair chase animals in one day. You can’t ask for anything better than that.

As for weaponry – I used a Ruger Gunsite Scout in .308 with an Andy’s Rhodesian Scout Sling, and a Vortex Scout Scope.

This Scout is my new favorite hunting rifle. The trigger is outstanding… so crisp. Like a glass rod snapping. The rifle is light and handy, as a scout rifle should be. (I tried a Ruger American before the Scout, and the difference in design and quality is night and day. The extra $ is worth it!)

Speaking of money, we went full Monty and paid Caryonah to butcher the boar with both shoulders and neck going into sausage. We took 55lbs of meat off her. The ram, we simply had caped for mounting and quartered for eating.

Because they warned me that most people don’t like the taste of mutton.

But if you’re going to kill something for fun and sport, you should at least try to eat it.

Unless it’s a person.

The boar sausage was excellent though. The best I’d ever had. Haven’t tried the ram yet, maybe this week. I gave some to a buddy, he said it was chewy. But good.

Overall, best hunting trip I’ve ever had. It may seem expensive, a Ram and Boar is about $1,000 each. But that’s a couple of car payments for most people. And far cheaper than what the Wyoming trip would have cost in terms of vehicle rental, trespass fee, lodging, fuel, food, etc.

I’d rather have a great memory of hunting with my old man than the money.

We’re definitely going back next year with the entire family.


EDIT – I’m going to add in a response I gave on a forum that I should have put in this article:

Poster XXXX: “I always looked at it like going big game hunting at the zoo.”

My Response:

Pretty much. Except it’s a couple thousand acres, so things are in a much bigger enclosure.

There’s some stuff about it that rubs me wrong, but from the Capitalist and Businessman in me, I understand why it’s done that way. For example, everything but the boars are stocked. And everything stocked is male.

Which I suppose make’s sense.

If you’ve a certain size Elk Herd, you can only reasonably take a few a year that are produced and matured from the herd. That’s hard to run a hunting business on. Same for buffalo or red stags.

From what I gathered, they tried turning running herds of sheep once, because they can reproduce several lambs a year. But the coyotes kept wiping the kids and ewes out. It was cheaper to buy them and relocate.

That kind of bothers me. But it’s no different than going fishing in a stocked pond or stream. Where I grew up, the fishing demand for trout was so high that the streams had to be repeatedly stocked by Fish & Game or we wouldn’t have any left.

It’s a business. You have to have inventory. Easiest and most efficient way to do that, is stock only males. Few people will want to hunt a female or young one, and those animals will just suck up limited resources and eventually you will have to cull them out as the herd becomes unbalanced as only males are being harvested.

I don’t begrudge them for that. It’s the way it has to be done. But I also understand its not for everyone. Some folks like spending ten days back pack hunting through the Rockies. Go for it and hats off to you.

I don’t have that sort of time available. Then there is the non-resident tag prices.


For Wyoming, non-resident moose are around $2,000 to put in for a drawing. Bison, $4,400. Mountain Goat, $2,600. Big Horn Sheep, $2,300. (Comparably, a Buffalo is $3,000 at Caryonah. Significantly cheaper than just the tags.)

And for most people it takes over a dozen years of applying before getting drawn, if even that. And I believe Mountain Goats are limited to 1 per lifetime.

That’s also money you’ve got to have upfront to apply with, if you aren’t drawn it’s returned to you six months later. That’s hard for most people to do. And you’ve got to have that money available year after year after year to rack up the needed points to get drawn.

Some critters, like Elk at $750 for a non-resident, that’s a much better deal than paying $6,000 at this game ranch. But you’ve still got to get drawn and most good areas (That produce big Elk) require a lot of points (which equates to lots of years putting in and waiting.)

Now as for the boar – They’re a money tree. They reproduce so fast, that they are a nuisance. But they are also the most sought after hunts they offer. So they seem to have a balance of sorts. But they require $0 investment. No stocking fee, no minerals or food plot costs to build up antlers. A lot of profit to be had there.

Just food for thought.

I’m going to write a book I said, it’ll be fun I said…

And I was right!

I just printed it for the first time. Really weird to hold something you created in your hand, kind of like a baby… but not gooey. Awesome feeling. The awesomeness to weight ratio is about 122.5%.

Which is perfect.

This is the working title, but it has really grown on me… because it’s just kind of nifty. 🙂

The ‘Badass American Novel’ part needs to stay though. Cause – ‘America.

Anyways… SO close to being done. I can already taste the ink on the paper.


Reasons why Liberals assumed Kavanaugh was Guilty.

  1. He is a straight, white male – thus the absolute worst humanity has to offer.
  2. He was nominated by Trump, a serial abuser of women.
  3. He is a conservative, and wants millions of women to die instead of letting them kill millions of babies.
  4. He supports the Constitution, which is archaic and outdated, written by racists slave owners.
  5. Republicans support him, and they want women to pay for their own birth control and will ‘put ya’ll back in chains!'(According to Joe Biden)
  6. He is probably a Russian bot.
  7. He is a Christian. And Christ is the absolute worst, unlike Mohammad, the founder of the religion of peace, who raped/married children and enslaved/butchered people who wouldn’t convert.

This entire spectacle was a sick, demented, twisted Hail Mary of the left with three potential outcomes.

  1. Kavanaugh would decide this wasn’t worth it and quit.
  2. RHINO’s would pull a Flake and… flake.
  3. The FBI would pull a Comey/Mueller and spend two years searching for evidence of a crime that doesn’t exist.

In the end, it backfired spectacularly as it should. It’s fired up the Republican base, pissed off a large chunk of rational moderates/Democrats, and turned public opinion in even larger favor of Kavanaugh being voted to the SCOTUS.

As it should, it appears that good will triumph over evil.

But it ain’t done yet. So, keep praying. Because this sort of thing needs to be stomped into the mud with such swift, fierceness that it will never be attempted again.

In other news.

I’ve researched a bunch about Cannons lately to make sure I get the details right. Because the most important question every kid should have, is ‘What happens when a Tyrannosaurus catches a 12 pound cast lead ball from an 1857 Napoleon Cannon right in the kisser?’

I’m 95% done with this book. But there’s just so much cool stuff to add, I’m having a hard time wrapping it up. And the final battle is a struggle as well.

No wonder in GoT, the first massive battle that occurs in the books is the one Tyrion is involved in. GRR Martin just knocked him out at the beginning and he woke up once it was over. Clever play, dude.

I believe Kavanaugh.

I’m just going to cut and paste this from an online forum early this morning where I defended Kavanaugh with no changes.



There is a presumption of innocence until proven guilty beyond reasonable doubt.

Ford provided no evidence. Her testimony was inconsistent. She intentionally lied about her fear of flying. Her witnesses all signed affidavits that it never happened. The timing and her involvement with well known Democrat operatives hinders her sincerity as well.

(I won’t even mention that it should be obvious she has been coached for weeks now on how to perform and answer questions.)

Kavanaugh was consistent. He had evidence, his 1982 calendar, and hundreds of women through his High School, College, and lengthy legal career who supported his character and treatment of women. He also had Ford’s own witnesses saying it never happened.

There is NO EVIDENCE. An accusation is not evidence. Period.

This should be obvious to everyone, that even if you are not convinced he is innocent, as I am, that you must assume he is innocent because he has not been proven guilty.

The entire thing is disgusting. It’s a farce. It was intentionally designed to destroy a man the Democrats couldn’t stop on merit alone.

I don’t know what happened to Lindsey Graham, but the man’s spine stiffened after McCain died. If you haven’t watched his speech – holy cow. The man was truly pissed off.

As for Kavanaugh becoming emotional? Are you kidding me? Seriously?

You can’t put yourself in his shoes at all? You can’t imagine what it would be like with the media taking innocent year book statements and twisting them around to sexual connotations? You can’t imagine begin called a gang rapist? A serial sexual assaulter? A drugger of women?

How would your family handle it? Your friends? Your acquaintances?

How would you explain it to your children?

“Daddy, why are the people at school saying you ran rape trains on drugged women in high school?”

Give me a break. You think he shouldn’t have become emotional? He’s at the pinnacle of his career, without a single blemish of any sort on his very lengthy and impressive record. Never a slap on the wrist. Ever.

He was pissed. Righteously so. I would have been too. I’d have wanted blood.

This entire rotten character assassination was created for the maximum effect by Feinstein and the Democrats. Then it was allowed to spiral out of control by the Liberal Media and that Creepy Porn Lawyer. The allegation could have been handled in secret, discretely, and investigated long before the day before his vote. Feinstein had the allegations weeks in advance and made no mention to her Republican counterparts. WHY? Oh that’s right, to achieve maximum shock and awe.

You guys are upset he called out the people who used their political power and connections in the media to ruin his reputation, career, family? The very same people who called him EVIL the moment his name was announced? Who said they would do anything to stop him? Who said millions of women would die if he was put on the SCOTUS.. Or some stupid shit like that. Because not killing babies means millions of women will die, unless they kill millions of their own babies… or something profoundly stupid like that.

None of them were going to vote for him. Ever.

Do you understand the ramifications of what will occur if they use an accusation to administer guilt outside a court of law?

No good person will ever want to get in politics again. Because they could be sunk every time with some baseless, non-proven, sickening allegations like this. This sets a horrid precedence for all future hearings. This will go into the Democrat playbook and be pulled repeatedly to defeat their opponents.

And if you think Democrats are good people. Ask yourself why they aren’t asking for the FBI to investigate the women’s claims against Bill Clinton. Or Congressmen Keith Ellison. You know his domestic abuse 911 calls were just released right? And two women with police reports have come forward?

What about show-boating Cory Booker? Who admitted groping a woman in HS? Where’s his investigation to see if he’s fit to be a Congressmen?


What double-standard garbage.

Democrats are innocent regardless of ALL evidence. Republicans are guilty regardless of ANY evidence.

If you haven’t listened to Kavanaugh’s statement, you need to. I don’t mean just reading bits and pieces of it. But actually watching it.

It was profound. I haven’t been so riveted since watching the 2016 Election night. That was the first time I ever prayed as something was unfolding live on TV. Yesterday was the second. And I prayed for Kavanaugh and his family, and that truth and justice would prevail.

I thought I knew how horrid the left was. Then they stoop to new lows like this. It’s amazing how far that party has fallen.

When I think about the Democrat Party now, I think about how EVIL it has become in it’s lust for power and control. And how they will go to any length, and destroy anyone, to reach it.

I went more in depth with this a month or so ago after watching the first day of Kavanaugh’s hearing.

Democrats = American Fascists

It’s sickening.


Hero to Zero, in 5 seconds.

Gather around.

It’s embarrassing story time.

Oh yes, so basically, I’m just tired of reading about Kavanaugh and all the stupid lemmings who can’t see a political smear campaign for what it is. The same ones who are tweeting #BelieveSurvivors and not #BelieveDueProcess. Thus, I figured I’d just post something mildly humorous instead of dealing with the foolish masses.

BTW – What exactly does a walk out do? What are you demonstrating? That you don’t want to do your job? Or learn? Because pretty sure, it’s just a meaningless gesture. The world still turns, even though you stand outside under the sky, howling your rage at whatever ridiculousness you misunderstand.

“Oh look at me, I’m going to protest the injustices of the world by going outside and escaping my responsibilities for a few minutes!”

Pfft… What bravery… it’s a glorified smoke break.

But I digress…

Once upon a time, six months ago or so, I went to the gym.

Like I do five or six days a week.

Because I need a big body to defend my big mouth.

At the gym, there’s a large parking lot, steps leading into a smaller parking area and a single, one-way lane for cars to drive around. On the other side of the single lane, is a concrete entrance way to the gym, and a cage for children to the immediate right.

Well, a playground. Same thing.

I’m diddy-bopping along, minding my own business. Probably shaking my BlenderBottle  full of protein powder and water. Getting myself mentally psyched to go pick heavy things up and put them back down again, over and over.

I park, walk up the steps and as I cross the single lane road, a large ball bounces towards me. It was sort of like an inflatable beach ball. I bravely grab it… before a car comes along later and runs it over, or worse, it rolls into the parking lot and under a vehicle.

Little kids cheer. The watchful moms leaning on the fence smile, probably happy that they didn’t have to chase it. (Or because I was showing a lot of leg in my gym shorts.)

Walking triumphantly by the kiddie-cage, I give a big grin, like the hero I am… and chuck the ball in… underhanded.

It bounces and smacks a toddler in the face.

Poor kid goes sprawling backwards into the mulch and immediately begins howling, crying, snotting…

All that happiness that was radiating towards me… just… evaporates.

It got quiet, real quiet.

Everyone is in shock. They are either staring at the crying child, or at me in abject horror, as the ball rolls away. Even the kids swinging on the swings stop to stare.

Everyone… except for the one mom frantically fighting the kiddie-cage lock to get to her… based off everyone’s reactions… mortally wounded child.

I just keep walking inside the gym, trying to not make eye contact. Because I had no idea what to say. I don’t think there are words for such moments.

Then I hid in the bathroom.

Okay, not really. I just worked out longer than normal, hoping everyone would be gone by the time I left. I didn’t want to get worked over in the parking lot by a mob of angry moms.

In the end, everyone was just fine.

I think. I don’t know what happened to that kid. But he looked okay as I walked on by.

Just thought I’d share that today.


This Kavanaugh thing…

The double standards are once again, shown to be all to real.

For Democrats, you are considered innocent regardless of all evidence. For Republicans, you are treated guilty regardless of any evidence.

I made the choice to believe Kavanaugh. Over 200(!) women who personally know him have signed a letter praising him. One well-established SJW, Trump Hater, Pink Hatter, who just wiped her social media, accused him of something that happened 35 years ago that she sort of, but not really remembers or wants to testify about. This all in the middle of the Democrats insanity of the past two weeks about Trump getting another SCOTUS pick.

Who am I gonna believe? Kavanaugh.

But holy smokes. Don’t say that. It’s so controversial to presume someone innocent until proven guilty! When they are a Republican that is. If they are a Democrat, the party of chastity and purity, you just destroy the victims while re-electing the assaulter.

Just, evil.

Destroying an obviously good man’s career, family, reputation. Because of POLITICS. And because of your stupid, unhinged, RAGE towards any opposition.

And, by the way… No. Accusations are not EVIDENCE and does not mean undeniable GUILT.

And if you wanna cry that we should believe all women accusers, because… whatever. #MeToo  or something. The rampant Toxic White Male privilege…  although interestingly, it can easily be argued that sex accusations are a Female Privilege…

Or maybe you think women don’t lie or something… I’ll play.

Where was your rage when Democrat Rep Keith Ellison’s 911 calls of him beating his wife were aired last month?

(Of course, they didn’t come out until right AFTER the election. Par for course…)


Actually, not silence. The women who accused him are already speaking out about how their own party has been harassing and threatening them. Oh how quickly you devour your own for the sake of the Party’s Reputation.

Because, of course, first Muslim congressmen.

Gotta protect him, right? Can’t trust the women with the eerily similar stories accusing him.

Circling your little liberal wagons and pointing fingers at everyone else outside your cliche.

You people suck.

And for those who weren’t around or have forgotten when this play was used against now Supreme Court Justice Clarence Thomas. And this was the speech he gave in response.

“Senator, I would like to start by saying unequivocally, uncategorically, that I deny each and every single allegation against me today that suggested in any way that I had conversations of a sexual nature or about pornographic material with Anita Hill, that I ever attempted to date her, that I ever had any personal sexual interest in her, or that I in any way ever harassed her.

“A second, and I think more important point. I think that this today is a travesty. I think that it is disgusting. I think that this hearing should never occur in America. This is a case in which this sleaze, this dirt, was searched for by staffers of members of this committee, was then leaked to the media, and this committee and this body validated it and displayed it at prime time over our entire nation. How would any member on this committee, any person in this room, or any person in this country, would like sleaze said about him or her in this fashion? Or this dirt dredged up and this gossip and these lies displayed in this manner? How would any person like it?

“The Supreme Court is not worth it. No job is worth it. I am not here for that. I am here for my name, my family, my life, and my integrity. I think something is dreadfully wrong with this country when any person, any person in this free country would be subjected to this.

“This is not a closed room. There was an FBI investigation. This is not an opportunity to talk about difficult matters privately or in a closed environment. This is a circus. It’s a national disgrace.

“And from my standpoint as a black American, as far as I’m concerned, it is a high-tech lynching for uppity blacks who in any way deign to think for themselves, to do for themselves, to have different ideas, and it is a message that unless you kowtow to an old order, this is what will happen to you. You will be lynched, destroyed, caricatured by a committee of the U.S. — U.S. Senate, rather than hung from a tree.”

-Clarence Thomas.

Hurricane Florence

Went to Wal-Mart today.

Didn’t need anything but more crayons, a coloring book, a toy, and wine. (Something for everyone.)

Surprised to see there wasn’t any rioting. I was really looking forward to running someone over with our, basically empty, shopping cart just for fun.

I even called out, “whose baby is this?” To try and start a panic when my wife passed me the cart. No one cared. They were too busy buying carts full of hot dog buns and cereal.

Btw, this is the sloth of hurricanes. We’ve been ready since Thursday.

Pretty sure I’ve eaten my hurricane snacks at least twice now and bought more. It’s a revolving cycle of junk food binging. Now they are in my sons bedroom… (He thinks they are his…lol)

All that joking aside. We should start getting hammered tomorrow.  I think the count is 800,000 plus folks without power so far. And it’s only going to be worse. I also heard there is expected to be enough rainfall dropped, that we could cover all of NC with ten inches of standing water. Which is insane.

Keep praying for everyone effected.

I’m going to go sneak into my kids bedroom and steal some snickers.