Lets tell the one that got away that should have fell & maybe why.
I will start it off.
Doe day, brown is down day in deer rifle season.
This place is so loaded with deer we just promised not to shoot a doe early
but hold out for a nice buck we had been seeing in the dark on our way out
of this huge farm.
Comes noon I have a big doe at 5 yards, the weapon is a 270 Weatherby
Magnum loaded with 90 grain hollow point -reloads- leaving the barrel at
what I have to remember was somewhere around 3700 fps.
There is thick autumn olive brush between us but I can even see her eyes
blinking. I aim behind the shoulder, squeeze the trigger & boom.
She stands there as if nothing happened & actually eased on her way by.
The fellow beside me said what happened? Shoot again.
I said no she deserves to live after that.
Of course now we know what happened, --the younger me-- was shooting in
brush with an open woods coyote bullet, so impressed with how fast the
new bullet traveled I ignored the fact that bullets at that weight & speed
actually disintegrate at the least contact & you can't plow thru brush with
it.
Glad she wasn't wounded or wasted.
Now there, that's my confession, or are you one of the, never missed
fellows.
But at 5 yards & didn't even dust her.
I will start it off.
Doe day, brown is down day in deer rifle season.
This place is so loaded with deer we just promised not to shoot a doe early
but hold out for a nice buck we had been seeing in the dark on our way out
of this huge farm.
Comes noon I have a big doe at 5 yards, the weapon is a 270 Weatherby
Magnum loaded with 90 grain hollow point -reloads- leaving the barrel at
what I have to remember was somewhere around 3700 fps.
There is thick autumn olive brush between us but I can even see her eyes
blinking. I aim behind the shoulder, squeeze the trigger & boom.
She stands there as if nothing happened & actually eased on her way by.
The fellow beside me said what happened? Shoot again.
I said no she deserves to live after that.
Of course now we know what happened, --the younger me-- was shooting in
brush with an open woods coyote bullet, so impressed with how fast the
new bullet traveled I ignored the fact that bullets at that weight & speed
actually disintegrate at the least contact & you can't plow thru brush with
it.
Glad she wasn't wounded or wasted.
Now there, that's my confession, or are you one of the, never missed
fellows.
But at 5 yards & didn't even dust her.