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A few years back my older brother got an LEH for a bull moose. The rifle he grabs is my 257AI, loaded with 100gr NP's. His backup had a 375 H&H. When our friend sees the 257, he bursts out laughing and continually teases my brother about hunting with a "babycrack"! They happen upon a moose, my brother lines up and waits for the back up to scope it as well. The "babycrack" speaks and the moose is DRT! Our friend is speechless, just stands with his mouth a gape. Later he is swearing that he'll never call it a "babycrack" again! This is a true story! | |||
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 Number five-Dead or alive??Two does come fro behind a donie quartering away to my left. They slowly cross the open spot headed for the quakies. with no rest and in the off hand position the rifle spoke just as they entered the woods. There was a definite audable sound as the bullet hit and the doe fell in her tracks. I remeber thinking at the time that sound sure is clearer in cold quite air. My buddy Corky got there first coning from a little different direction. As I got there he was just cutting the throat. The first blood spurt must have gone three feet and each spurt after that became less and less. Upon examination we found no bullet entry wound just a 3/4 square inch piece of hide missing on the forehead between the eyes.We also found where see layed the 2" dia. aspen had been shattered by the bullet. The bullet must have came appart going through the tree and a piece of it grazed her and knocked her out  as obviated by the heart still pumping blood when her throat was cut.  Not my greatest moment but definitely not my worst.  rogerOld age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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Working in the oil field in Wyoming kept me from hunting till the last day of the 1981 season. It was buck only and the only rifle I had on hand was a 6MM Remington 788 loaded with a full case of H4831 and 105 grain Speer Hotcors. A blizzard hit real hard that morning and i went out anyway as I knew of a deep cut in the mountain that ran across the wind, snow hardly fell in there when the wind was blowin hard which it was. I park the truck, walk about a hundred yards and ease over the ledge. Musta been a hundred deer in there. Picked out a big 4 point and hit him in the ribs at 50 yards. All the deer take off (or so I thought), I go back to the truck and park where the deer left the ravine, follow till the snow covers everything up and go back unhappy. I walk down to where the deer was standing and there he lays. He dropped in the 2 foot high sage. No bones were hit or aimed at and I just expected him to go a ways, my bad. Leftists are intellectually vacant, but there is no greater pleasure than tormenting the irrational. | |||
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and a fine one it is!!! I'll bet Karamojo Bells friends all said the same thing when he showed them what could be done with a 7mm Mauser!!!!! /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery." Winston Churchill | |||
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not a small bore story but definitely quick! shotgun only season in Ottawa, sitting in treestand overlooking a trail to the corn field. Only deer to show up was a 150# doe, 10 minutes of light and last tag. Winchester SX3 shooting Rottweil Brenneke 3" gold mags at a whopping 25 feet at the base of the skull. She hit the ground so hard she bounced! | |||
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Hey, VD, how bout when he was doing the same thing with his 6.5x54? OH! I'm really enjoying these posts.  rogerOld age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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Within 5 minutes of the caller being on, 3 coyotes came in from two different directions. This one came toward the caller right to left. I centered the crosshair on his chest and with the shot and the whoomp sound of the bullet he hit the ground hard and didn't even twitch. 60 yards max, the softpoint went in and exited nice and neat.  Sad to say the other two ran off | |||
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Most memorable: The furthest 220yards - right at dusk Rem700: 308Win 165gr NBT handloads - powder and charge forgotten. Two Does sneaking across a foodplot just below the crest of a drop off, without magnification I thought it might be a coyote, on 9X I could tell it was a deer. Crosshairs and bang. Seems like I saw hooves in the scope view at impact. DRT, 130lb doe, NBT to the neck with an exit wound that would hold a Budweiser can. | |||
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FIRST Stalking chickens in my grandma's garden with a pump Daisy pellet gun with my cousin. We stalk and chase the quary to the neighbor's (owner's) back stoop. Screen door closed,but back door open. One shot to the neck = dead flopping chicken. Cousin runs up, grabs chicken, granny plucks and we eat it fried that night. Life was good I think a .177 caliber Daisy counts as a small bore. | |||
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 Six and seven same day perhaps a 1/2 hour apart.The fella I was paired up with and I were ambeling accross a bare spot going toward some timber 75 yards ahead. A shot range out not far infront . We both dismounted while drawing our rifiles from their scabbards. A fast moving form was moving thru the dark timber from left to right. I put the cross hairs on the forward part of the animal but held the shot seeing as he was going to cross a small opening. He did and it was a bull elk . Swinging with it, the cross hairs remained pretty steady low and just hehind the shoulder. When the bullet hit he just plowed into the snow. We rode up to it and got off. Coming on foot toward us with a knife in hand was one of our group screaming that it was his elk and we better back off. As I remember it I thougt I had only two choices; one shoot the cowboy or let him dress it out ,quarter and pack it and disscuss it back at camp. Being the nice guy I am I let him have all the fun. A short while later a couple deer were browsing on the edge of a clump of aspens at a little lower elevation. The snow had a pretty heavy crust under the powder and it gave some support to my thighs for an off hand shot. Which I did. My partner found the deer where it fell on the edge of the timber. As I appraoched him He asked me where I had aimed. when I told him just under the left ear his eyes did a double take and he said" Damn! That's where you hit him." It wasn't a spectacular shot, perhaps 50 or 60 yds. My pard asked me if he could have the deer as he wouldn't be able to get out again during the season. No big thing giving him the deer as I knew I'd be out quite a lot. Later back at camp it was desided to divide up that Elk amoung the six of us. Everyone had shots at Elk and or deer that weekend but only one elk and one deer came out. That's when I found out that cowboys can't shoot.  Never did bloody my knife that weekend. rogerOld age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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late October in GA, Rut in full swing, hunting with 3 buds and one takes a nice 8 point good looking deer at just light. We get down to go help him and drag it out, take it to the camp. The rack was so pretty we wanted some pictures so I drove 15 or so miles to the nearest country store to get a disposable camera. On the way back at near 10 AM the biggest deer I have ever seen in my life runs in front of my pickup, I swerve to try and kill him but I miss. I drive back to the camp give them the camera and head back for the woods, climb up the stand sit down and a reasonable 6 point walks in front of me just 15 yards away figuring this deer is too stupid to continue to be in the gene pool, I put the scope on his spine just above the shoulder as he walks past me, the .270win with 130 grain Powerpoints says crack, the deer drops. Took all of 2 minutes max after I sat down in the stand. | |||
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Not a bang-flop, but a one shot smallbore kill: Early 1990's New Year's Day 8 inches fresh snow XP-100 .221 Fireball 52 gr. Hornady Match First light I was leaned against a big tree on a big open oak flat trying to help a farmer alleviate a deer problem. Doe and a fawn come feeding my way...digging for acorns in the snow. I line up on the big doe and when I get a clear look at her ribs let her have one at around 80 yards. She bolts one jump, walks a dinner table sized circle and dumps into the snow. Done. Don't get much simpler. Founder....the OTPG | |||
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Place: sweetwater TX Time: To late???? Gun: Win 43 22 hornet Bullet and Load: 45 grain X bullet 10 grn of little gun Quarry: white tail Doe walked up to me on the edge of a wheat field I was setting on shot her in the "white patch" DRT! Pretty eventful. Kind of funny every deer that I've shot with a hornet is DRT, maybe just luck. Ed DRSS Member | |||
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 Number 8 not that great.Doe had her head lowered a little just looking straight at me from about 40 yds. on the edge of some timber. With a steady rest the cross hairs were just below her chin when the rifle went off.She droped like a rock. I walked to her and my buddy came after in his pickup. The bullet entered her neck ruptured the jugular and did a foul number on the esophagus. Although it looked like she was bled out I opened her throat anyway. Bad mistake  As her asophagus was torn apart she must have regergitated her stomach contents. If any of you ever opened up a gut shot deer you'll know what I was up against. Trying to hold down my supper I picked the doe up and tossed her into the pickup with the idea of cleaning her out at a lower warmer elevation.Another bad decision. All of the stomach contents poured down my back through the esophagus.  Rolled in the snow a good bit.Cleaned the deer below at east creek and found that the bullet had also broke her neck. To top it off my buddy almost cut his thumb plumb off when he was skinning it at home.  rogerOld age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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another very quick kill but this one took two shots..... Imagine a fox running all out at about 80 yards perpendicular to the line of fire...right to left!!! How close is his front paw in stride to his head? Again it was deer hunting time in Wisconsin and I was among several standers when a fox was jumped and it ran as described..... I followed it in the scope of my .270 a bit and squeezed one off and I noticed a slight jump of the fox in the scope but it continued to run as if untouched. I cranked another round in the M-70 and squeezed off another one and this time the fox tumbled like a volley ball. Everyone that saw the shooting was giving me a ration of shit for missing the first shot.....until we got to the fox to see all the portion of fox forward of the ears was missing.....and the right front paw was also missing....it had been hit on a dead run at 80 yards two out of two shots. There was no more shit given for the first shot. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery." Winston Churchill | |||
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I almost backed out of this thread, but had to join in the fun. A couple of years ago we had a major overpopulation of mule deer, and a second season was opened in February/March. Anyway, we had a lot of snow that late in the year, and the ditches were at least waist deep, but not frozen so hard that I could walk without falling through. There was a few deer standing on a farmer's round bales, with another row behind for a backstop. I drove past the deer and parked behind a little bush, jumped out of the truck a few yards past the deer, and walked back down the road. The deer were still there, so I picked the biggest one, put the 4x crosshairs on the throat under the chin, and fired, offhand at about 125 yards. I watched the deer fall in the scope before the recoil of my -06 blacked the scope out. The deer was lying on top of the bales when I drove up, so I just backed the truck up to the bales and hauled him into the bed. Probably my favorite shot I've made to this point. Great thread, Roger, Good shooting, Graham | |||
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A fine 9Drove accross a small sage brush flat and stoped the truck.  Probably 100 yds. Steady rest. Doe slowly walking broad side going up hill. Took the shot and was surprised to see the deer still slowly walking.Two steps and than she drops.  Entrance hole and exit hole were about the same size. Bullet penciled right through her and went accross the top of the heart. Very little tissue damage at all. Drove the pick up to about 10 yds. and loaded her in after gutting her.A cold Coors ain't all bad after a hard afternoon hunt. The one thing I learned from this is that bullets moving slow can penetrate OK, but not do any substantial energy transfere type tissue damage. Had that shot been 2" high, right or left that doe might have got up that rise and been long gone. Neither entrance or exit had much if any blood flow. rogerOld age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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Hey! Ray! ( you choose )You probably could fill this thread with interesting one shot kills, and bullet performance.  rogerOld age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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2 winters back we were deer hunting and my buddies son popped a small buck at daybreak,somthing came up and John had to take his son home 60 miles away,My dog and I stayed to enjoy the sound of silence for a few hours until John returned for the evening hunt,after a while the pooch and I went and parked it in a deer blind just to see if any thing might step out,after a while a big crow cruising the tree line at the base of the hill grabbed a perch on a big limb and there he sit right at 250 yards south of me,I just let him sit as I watched for deer along the tree line, but as the minutes went by the more I became consumed with wanting to fire my 243 winchester,I was shooting sierra 85 gr BTHP driven by 44 gr. IMR 4350.Well eventually the crow won out so I set my rifle on the rest and set my crosshairs and when I touched it off I kind of saw this explosion of black in the tree with this larger solid hunk of black sailing thru the air as if launched,I crawled out of the blind to go down and asess the damages done,when I arrived I was in total dismay,everything on this crow from where the wings attach to the body at the shoulders was gone,and there sit this crow sittin on the ground head up and chest on the ground as he would be naturally,just as bright eyed as could be like there was not a problem in the world movin his head and looking around and not one ounce of vitals in him,I stood there for some time just to see if he was going to expire and he never showed any sighnes of failing as long as I stayed and watched,dead crow walkin I guess, I eventually knocked him in the head,but that was one damn tuff crow.......... | |||
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Totally accept your story as fact as I had a similar experience with my 6mm X 270,IMP and a Magpie. rogerOld age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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This was at Thanksgiving about 1972 and there was a house full of family at my grand parents farm finishing off stuffing ourselves. I noticed a crow land in the top of a pecan tree out the back window of the kitchen about 150 yards away. My brother's 6MM was on the back seat of my car. I went out the front door and pulled it out with a lot of people watching and went around to the side of the house where I could take advantage of the corner for a rest. The wind was blowing pretty hard and in the top of the 40 ft pecan tree the crow was swinging about a 6 ft arc in the wind. I decided to pick the upwind end of the arc and watched him swing back and forth 4 or 5 times to get a location to hold at the end of his swing and to kind of get the timing of the swing. The kitchen had two 6ft long back windows and I knew everyone was watching. Finally I fired. Most of the crow just blew away in the wind but one wing zinged away like a boomerang and landed about 40 yards from the tree. | |||
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Great visual.....I really like the "blown up crow" story! /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery." Winston Churchill | |||
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Back in about the late 1960s I looked through some binoculars at a striped gopher along side the road going past the farm in Minnesota. Said gopher was about 400 yards distant and I announced that I was not only going to shoot it but shoot it in the head!.....a target the size of a quarter!!!! No one could see the gopher because it was so far away but I held the .270 and carefully squeezed a shot at it. The Herter wasp waste sonic 130 grain found the mark and I reported a hit and of course the brothers were insistent on walking down the road to confirm the hit. Off we went walking the distance and sure enough there was the gopher deader than a doorknob and shot through the head as predicted! As you might imagine it was totally unbelievable......and I've never told anyone that the gopher was actually shot much earlier in the day at twenty yards and placed there for fun shooting later. Are we having fun or what????? /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery." Winston Churchill | |||
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We went on a pheasant hunting trip to Salina Kansas back in the early 80s,pheasants were plentiful and we both limited out in the morning,So in the afternoon we went backout and this time I threw my 25-06 in the truck with us,we were just a few miles south of town on an old gravel road when the other guy decides he has to stop for a nature call,as soon as the truck stops I look up out my window and there is this big fat squirrel hangin out on this limb with his head away from me,I reach over and grab the 25 ott and stuff it out the window,now this squirrel is probably 25 feety off the ground and lookin away,so Im adjustin my hairs to try to hit this squirrel right in the bung hole,and so I touch it off and I catch somthing sailing thru space and I know its the squirrel sailing across this field like it was shot out of a cannon and all of a sudden somthing falls from the tree so I climb out of the truck to go fetch it and lo and behold here is the most perfect squirrel hide youve ever seen perfect as a new stocking,that 100 grain spitzer took every bit of that squirrel and blew it all right right out his mouth,eyeball holes were still in the hide and all the head hide was still intact but not one ounce of any tissue was attached to the inside of that hide in any way and the hide was not tore anywhere except where it all exitted out his mouth,I probably couldnt make that happen again....... | |||
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Gidday Guys, About 10 years ago we (my mate Leigh and I) were up at Wapara for a boys weekend with a bunch of non shooters getting on the turps when one of the boys asked where do you shoot animals. As I had had more the a few of Doctor Jacks medicine I boldly gave him the old saw "Anywhere in the eye son, anywhere in the eye." Leigh just laughed and the others were enthralled. As the night wore on we decided that in the morning we would have a bit of a walk up the river and bust a few bunnies (this was in the pre RCD days). In the morning with throbbing hangovers we went off in search of brer rabbit. I carried the 22mag while Leigh took off with the 12ga pump and the spectayors on tow. I definitely was not feeling the best and my head was pounding. The last thing I needed was a 12ga going off next to my head so when I spotted a rabbit half way down a fenceline in an easily stalkable position 200 metres away I decided to take the shot from where I was rather that take the chance of getting within shotty range. I aimed between his ears hoping that if it didn't drop into his head it I would have a clean miss and still not have to put up with the noise in my already banging head. The boys yelled out when the bunny just dropped into the grass saying it had better be through the eye. They ran up to retreive it and sure enough the bullet had entered the eye and taken out the back of the head. And so a legend was born. These were guys I worked with so for weeks after the cry around work was "anywhere in the eye son, anywhere in the eye." Leigh couldn't beleive it but just laughed alot. We still giggle about it now when enjoying a few Dr Jacks. Happy Hunting Hamish | |||
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First DRT 30-06 150gr Hornady lite-mag, average size whitetail doe, had just shot a doe, looked up to see a deer just standing there. So, i let her have it, she dropped at the shot. It was a high lung hit that must have clipped the CNS. As i looked around i saw a good blood trail???? followed it to find doe #1, luckily had two doe tags and no real tracking to do. | |||
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Target: Groundhog. Rifle: Win 88, .243 Win Load: 70 gr Matchking, 46.0 IMR 4831 Range: 50 yards Location: Rifle Range Had a groundhog pop up on the rifle range back in the 90's. I had my hunting license with me, so figured "this is convenient!" But of course, it was too easy to just fire with an 18X scope at 50 yards. Put the bullet right between its teeth, and watched it flip 2' up in the air. Definitely DRT. The next time around, a sparrow at 100 yards was DRT with a head shot. I miss that rifle. Nothing like a 3/8 MOA lever action .243.... NRA Life Member testa virtus magna minimum | |||
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 Love it Vapo.... Life Member: The American Vast Right Wing Conspiracy Jan 20, 2009.. Prisoner in Dumocrat 'Occupied America', Partisan in the 'Save America' Underground Beavis..... James Beavis..... Of Her Majesty's Secret Service..... Spell Check Division "Posterity — you will never know how much it has cost my generation to preserve your freedom. I hope you will make good use of it." John Quincy Adams A reporter did a human-interest piece on the Texas Rangers. The reporter recognized the Colt Model 1911 the Ranger was carrying and asked him "Why do you carry a 45?" The Ranger responded, "Because they don't make a 46." Duhboy....Nuttier than Squirrel Poop... | |||
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Shot a whitetail doe with my new .257 Wby Mag. last fall. You'd have thought I shot her in the head the way she dropped. This .257 is the most devastating deer gun I've ever owned. Red C. Everything I say is fully substantiated by my own opinion. | |||
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A friend of mine uses his K95 chambered in this caliber on most European game from roe to chamois, up to stag and boar, apparently the effect of this flat shooting "laser gun" is nearly always as devastating as you say. | |||
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December 06 Rifle: 98 custom 7-08 Imp. Ammo: 140 gr. Winchester/combined tec. Location: Kingman co. Ks. I was out by a oil well looking across the winter wheat field. I saw two whitetails come out of the brush and start grasing. We ranged them at 375 yards. The first one I shot I aimed just over the back, it jumped and fell on it's face. The second turned and took a few steps and stopped, I shot it the same as the first one, with pretty much the same results. Through the scope they looked like they were side by side, but when I got over to them they were about 20-30 yards apart. I was all done field dressing them and had them loaded, ready to go to the processors by 9:00 A.m. The rest of the day was spent helping others.    Extreme Custom Gunsmithing LLC, ecg@wheatstate.com | |||
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 We had a Man Drive every 1Jan to push Does out for a final Kill of the year. I normall do the Pushing so the youngsters can do the Killing, but this particular year they insisted I get to be a Stander.  Position myself behind a nice old Live Oak and get all the Camo on. Shotgun across a limb which the tree grew just at the correct height. At 9AM the Man Drive began. Deer Herd comes running to where I happen to be, two drop, two more drop, one more drops, and one more drops. Pick up spent shells and await the youngsters.Lots of crying, whinning, and good memories made with the youngsters - especially since they got to do the Dragging and Cleaning.  | |||
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Around third week in November in northern Minnesota, on a family deer hunt we decided to drive out a frozen slough/swamp in the middle of a big pasture full of mature trees and grass - pretty open. Three drivers - three standers - willows and brush about 10' high kept the drivers out of sight during the drive. Anyway, out jumps a nice doe, who trots out of the brush, onto the short grass of the pasture, maybe 125 yards away. Shooting an old Rem Model 740 '06, with a dot reticle Weaver 3x scope - I lined up the dot as best I could on the shoulder, pulled the trigger and bam! - the deer was down - not a twitch. Drive came through - and before I could get to the deer, my old Uncle Rudy came from around the other side of the slough, driving his big old '72 Buick station wagon - bouncing and banging all the way through the pasture, to claim 'his' deer. Well, we looked the deer over - only bullet hole was right beside the eye on my side of the deer - the other side of the head was pretty much blown off. My 'expert' shot at 125yds with the dot reticule held on the shoulder had hit that deer right in the head! Now, the funny part. Turns out Uncle Rudy had fired at about the exact same time at about 200 yds with his big old open-sighted Winchester 348 lever action, and, seeing the deer drop assumed he'd made the shot of his life! I remember him saying that 'my old 348 sure makes big holes in these deer, eh?!?' pretty clearly. My dad and I exchanged knowing looks and congratulated Uncle Rudy on his extraordinary shot - it was worth it to stay quiet while we shared his excitement over the deer. Rudy died about 5 years ago, and had bragging rights to that deer until he went away - sure do miss him - couldn't hit his butt with both hands, but he sure made the shot that day! "Shoot hard, boys." | |||
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Large Muley doe running through the trees. She stops about 30 yards away to look at me. 210 gr XTP from my Modle 57 41Mag hit's her at the base of the scull. Dang near separating her head from her neck. She rolls down the hill right to my feet putting just the slightest amount of pressure on my boot tips. Wow that was a fun hunt! 1991 Seiban ranch MT. MM http://www.youtube.com/watch?v.../watch?v=qVQc386js7g www.setfreesoldiers.com www.soldiermade.com Montana Maddness Set Free Ministries MT. 7 days with out meat makes one Weak! | |||
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let's hear it for RUDY roger Old age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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Hey Roger, I'd say, let's hear it for Wallhead and his Dad. Wonderful thing to do which speaks well for them. | |||
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Dad's 81 this summer - I'll be 50. He's been a great mentor - hope he's still got enough to get out this fall - he made it last season in single digit temps and 18" of snow on the north shore of Lake Superior for the better part of two days - no deer, but that's why they call it hunting, eh? I'm a lucky man. "Shoot hard, boys." | |||
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nothing special but lots of fun springtime creek is full of spawning carp carp can't get thru the culvert cuase the farmer put a screen in front so the water is alive with back to back fish We can sit on an old road straight about them M-2 carbine 30 rd mag pieces of carp flying all over hell Duck falling carp guts take shower after | |||
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Old age is a high price to pay for maturity!!! Some never pay and some pay and never reap the reward. Wisdom comes with age! Sometimes age comes alone.. | |||
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Sitting on a knoll about 100 yards above and from a ranch pond as the sun went down, my guide and I heard a hell of a crashing as the elk ran in to water. A big herd, I could just barely make out the glint of horns on two bulls. My guide lightly blowing out his breath said, "That is a hell of a bull". Well, even through the binoculars, with my older eyes, I could just barely see their shape and the bulk of their bodies. As luck (bad luck) would have it, the bulls were standing side by side drinking. He said take the bull on the right. Sitting above them and with elks' necks bent and heads down drinking, I placed the 7mm Mag, 160 Accubond right on the spine at the withers of the bull on the right, and touched her off. At the shot the bull made a mighty lunge up and out, plunging into deeper water. The rest of the herd exploded and ran back to the trees. When the dust, er, water settled, all we could see was the upper side of one horn sticking a little above the water. As it turns out, I shot the wrong bull, but he was fine 5 point and all was well with me. My guide (a great guy, but somewhat of a b.s.er)claimed that the big six point and the five point had changed position in the last moment before the shot. In addition to that little screw up, I actually missed the spine by a couple of inches, but I must say the accubond performed perfectly and and committed significant havoc to that bull's thorax. And I must admit that I was somewhat amused as I sat on the bank and watched that frigid water creep up my b.s.ing guides groin as he gingerly waded in to wrap a rope around that bull's horn. | |||
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