[Mark IV Series 80]

There was an intruder on my land today.
He had been here before, and he has been seen destroying property and being a nuisance.

I went inside for my gun, loaded it, and quietly slipped outside.

I lined-up the sights, held steady, and squeezed the trigger.

"Pow"...... and my target dropped as if I had turned the switch off.

I moved up to examine the body ...... This may have been the largest crow I've ever seen!

The 4.5 mm, 8.2 grain Dynabit Nobel Superpoint penetrated completely thru the head.

Remember, it's shot placement that counts!

[Standing Wolf]

By this time next month, the L.A. city council will have declared your high-powered sniper weapon illegal. The Brady bigots will have issued three press releases. 31 representatives of the Democratic (sic) party will have co-sponsored a bill to protect the nation from the danger of terrorist attacks with that ammunition. The Violence Policy Center will have issued five press releases, two backed up by pseudo-scientific "studies." P.E.T.A. will have...

[redneck2]

don't handle crows....West Nile (at least in this area)

When we crow shoot, we take a shovel and bury 'em on the spot. Unfortunately (at least for hunting), there are almost no crows left. Population is down about 80-90%

[Mark Tyson]

There was this guy in Kansas once who used to sit up with his brother on the porch and shoot crow all afternoon with 22 LR. His property looked like a virtual crow battlefield.

Small town life can be boring . . .

[redneck]

Same thing happened to me today!

Only it was a starling sitting on the paddock fence while I was feeding the horses. .177 master point (very expansive) doing roughly 1000fps removed everything of his head except the beak from 25 yards :D
Actually shot 2, other one hit in the neck resulting in a large POOF!

We still have crow around here, but only one ever came close enough to shoot they all detour around the property now :( Might have to try for some in the field across the road sometime before the beans come up.

[H&Hhunter]

There ain't nothing like watching a ton of Cape buffalo disappear from your sights at close range with a well placed neck/ head shot.

I distinctly remeber dust exploding from the back muscles as my first ever bull took a 500 gr solid through the neck at 15 yards. The bull then just disapeared into the long grass with a wet thump and then it was silent. Gives me the shivers to think about it.:)


One of the most dramatic one shot stoppers I've ever had was on a cross canyon elk at about 200 or 300 yards. At the shot the bull did a nose plant and slid under the shinery for about 500 yards. I could only see the bull occasionally but he sure was shaking those oaks and breaking braches on the way down. It was real impressive sound and sight in that high altitude clear air the noise echoed and was magnafied by the canyon.

Kind of hard to explain but it's still real clear in my mind 20 years later.

[redneck]

Sounds like that one came pre-tenderized ;)

[Volpe]

Well, theres been a few whitetails that went straight up in the air, their legs opened up and they came down flat. That was with 30-06s and 280s. But I think the most memorable was a moose I shot with a 30-06. It was standing broadside on the bank of a river and the shot hit it right where the shoulder crease is on its side. At the shot, it just stood there for like a second, Then, its legs started to wobble, then, it just fell over dead. It never took one step. When I went over to it blood was splattered at head level where the bullet exited. I can still see that in my mind, I was definately impressed with the old 06.

[sm]

H&H, sounds great...always wanted to do that...someday [sigh]

local critter control:
.480 Ruger and rabid skunk...skunk loses.
'06 and crow..."misty" [I like this term, thanks Art] ;)
1oz slug from 12 ga vs rabid doberman at 7yds DRT

I was 'temporarily'stunned...not stopped but stunned. Shooting league, and I ran out of shells, 48 straight and "here ya go shoot these"...I knew better, I'm lead off, popped them into gun, call for low 7 Whammo head comes clean off stock, I unload gun , hand it to another and what was THAT...2 3/4 " 1 5/8 oz turkey load of 6's...I go MY range bag get one of mine whilst everyone is rolling around laughing...but...maintained and shot 50/50 [word is that turkey load powedered that bird]

[Dr.Rob]

I recall a day in Wyoming where I bagged two big antelope does within 20 feet of each other, talk about working a bolt fast. :uhoh:

Both dropped to a single shot through the heart, at 120-125 yards, both were trotting.

[nygunguy]

With a bow. The shot was almost straight down 6 yards from the base of my tree. I was about 12 feet up. The buck was about 10 minutes behind another buck chasing a doe that came right under me at full speed. Anyway, the arrow went straight down through him. He started walking away and when he got about 20 yards out I watched the arrow pull down through him (probably caught on something he walked over. He went another 15 yards, started wobbling and dropped. I had my digital camera hanging right beside me but never thought to pick it up.

[Larry Ashcraft]

Seen quite a few; a couple of recent ones:

Pronghorn last fall. 300 yards was as close as I could get, he had lain down by the time I got there. Put my bipod down and settled the crosshairs right behind his front leg, forgot the breeze was blowing, put a 100 gr. Ballistic tip right under his eye.

Boom....................................WHACK!

A couple weeks ago, there was a rock squirrel sitting inside the hay door of my barn, thought he was safe. I grabbed my .17 HMR and set the 4-12 scope on 9, he was about 70 yards.
My wife said "You're gonna shoot a hole in the barn"
I said "No, I'm gonna shoot a hole in the squirrel".

Nothing hit the barn except a few drops of blood. The squirrel hit the ground and never moved.

[Art Eatman]

My father, in his later years, developed a palsy which pretty much ended his clean and clear handwriting. Worrisome to watch him put a spoon of sugar in his coffee, too...

On one of my his last hunts, we were jeeping around a pasture and saw a buck out a little over 200 yards, patiently staring at us. My father stepped out and took aim. That old Springfield wobbled about a bit, and finally spoke.

Bambi disappeared, "instanter".

We walked up, and sure enough: A hole in the white spot. That shot, they don't move, afterwards.

:), Art

[griz]

The most instant kill I’ve seen was a squirrel shot with a standard velocity 22 LR, not a hollow point. The squirrel was facing me wondering what I would do next. The bullet entered his head and went through his spine for the entire length of his body. Not reaction to the shot at all, just went limp.

[redneck]

That reminds me. I had one of those shots on a feral/stray cat that I found in my barn. It ran under a bench and sat hissing at me, mangey as all get out. Big mistake.
I dropped to a knee and shot it just above between the eyes with a .22 short. I heard a wooden thwack and the cat disapeared in the shadow. I thought I had missed completely due to the sound of the bullet hitting the wall behind it, and the lack of noise from the cat. Couldn't beleive it, and almost walked away thinking I'd missed my chance.
Then walked over to find it dead. DEAD. Bullet had entered right above the eyes, and exited right at the base of the tail.

I know Art would say it shoulda been "misty" but I found that pretty satisfyin for inside the barn ;)

[444]

This wasn't anything exotic, but I was impressed.
Two years ago, Ruby Mountains of Nevada, game = mule deer. I pitched my tent and began to hunt. 12 days later I had not seen a single buck. But, my luck was about to change. I walked over the crest of a hill and not 50 yards away stood five deer, two of which were bucks. I picked out the bigger of the two and placed a shot right behind the front shoulder. It was a .30-06 handload with a Hornady Interlock 150 grains right at 3000 fps. The instant I squeezed the trigger and the rifle began to recoil, I opened both eyes and there were four deer standing there. The one I shot simply disappeared from sight, it appeared that he had simply vanished. The other deer looked at me for a minute and took off.
I had been living in that tent for 12 days, the tent door was torn from my dog trying to go with me, it rained or snowed every day and I stunk like you can't believe, but it was great fun.