I remember the first Texas deer hunt I ever went on. My boss invited me onto his lease, and I had just transferred in so didnt have my rifles with me as yet. I borrow his Remington 700 in 270 Win, a very old Simmons scope which had a view similar to old pictures you might see on the wall-verrry fuzzy around the edges, but I figure its clear enough at the cross hairs. Took it to the range and did okay with it and a box of Winchester factory stuff.
We get down to the lease and he hands me a box of his brother in laws handloads, saying "these shoot flatter". I hadnt tried them out, but he said the gun was zeroed for the load, so not wanting to make waves, being a guest and all, took them with me.
We're hunting in the hill country around Llano, and I'm relieved to see the stand they put me in was at max a 200 yard proposition. I say a few hail mary's over this suspect scope and hope for something decent.
Viola, a nice doe, about 150 pounds shows her face at the fence and she is posing for me. I put the crosshairs at the base of her neck and press the trigger.......BLAAMMMMM! I thought the rifle had exploded and it felt a lot more like the brother in law had used dynamite than IMR4064, and the recoil took me completely off target. Due to the ringing in my ears, I didnt hear the bullet thump, but boss comes over the hill and said he did, so we begin walking to the scene of the crime.
Thinking I might be faced with a finishing shot, I began to hand my boss his rifle and draw my 45 when Ms Deer gets up on her front legs-boss is yelling "SHOOT IT!" and here I am with a rifle in one hand and pistol in the other. So I holstered the pistol and made what I thought was a good heart/lung hit. She falls on the other side of the fence.....
The boss is talking about how that ole girl was slapped down by the shot, and I'm making a mental note to talk to bosses bro in law-did you cram the case full or did you actually measure the powder charge?
We get to the fence and boss is pushing while I'm pulling her under the fence-and yes, we had a prior agreement with the neighbor...and Ms Deer starts kicking the fool out of the boss and wants to use me for a welcome mat. I had set the artillery down to move her, so drew my pistol and put a 200 grain +P into her noggin and down she goes.
Or so I thought.
After reholstering my pistola, I get my knife out and sure enough, she begins to move on me. I ended up slitting her throat to make her cooperate.
As it turned out, every shot was a kill shot, but she didnt know it??????
I was quite relieved to get my 308 down here, and in the 20 odd years Ive been hunting in Texas, I've found a need just once for pulling the trigger twice on the same animal. Weird thing-I had a quartering shot and for some reason, the 150 grain ballistic tip glanced off a rib, but it put him down long enough to allow me to chamber another round and finish the job.
Thats not to say that the 270 isnt enough cartridge because it most certainly is. I've since bought a Remmy in 270 Win because I like the caliber and with "sensible" handloads, it does everything I ever expected it to for deer, antelope and hog.