Hi all.
I took "Isaac", my .40cal Isaac Haines for a work the other evening as it had been months since I had hunted any small game and Cabin Fever was a knocking
I have access to a property on the Canterbury Plains about 20 miles from where I live which usually cares a fair number of hares and rabbits. The terrain is dead, and I mean DEAD, flat and my trusty .223 is normally the weapon of choice as the paddocks are approx. 500x350 yards so longs shots tend to be the order of the day. Thing is though, I had been spending the day reading the writings of Bob's Blackpowder Notebook and had a hankering to take the flinter.
I loaded up and left home and on arrival spent 20 minutes talking the land owner who was pleased to see me gun in hand. After the chat I headed out and walk a few paddocks spooking some rabbits but not getting a shot as they were virtually under my feet when they lifted from the thin, dry, shin deep grass. Further on a spotted the south end of a hare heading north along the off side of the hedgerow. I now had the wind behind me so not ideal but stooped and tried to take some ground on him. I had gone about 100 yards when I made myself stop for a look around as there was every bit as much chance of game on my side of the hedge as the side the hare was on. Sure enough as I stopped and scanned right there, only 15 yards away doing a fantastic impression of a rock, was a hare looking straight at me. Well 'Isaac' made short work of her I can tell you with a .395 ball over 40gr of FFFg!!
Further on until similar circumstances I found a rabbit and it too fell to the might that is 'Isaac'. By that time the light was fading but the shot was still good.
Anyways, here are the photos. Note the horn on my bag is not fully complete and still requires some scrimshaw.
Cheers
Jeff
I took "Isaac", my .40cal Isaac Haines for a work the other evening as it had been months since I had hunted any small game and Cabin Fever was a knocking
I have access to a property on the Canterbury Plains about 20 miles from where I live which usually cares a fair number of hares and rabbits. The terrain is dead, and I mean DEAD, flat and my trusty .223 is normally the weapon of choice as the paddocks are approx. 500x350 yards so longs shots tend to be the order of the day. Thing is though, I had been spending the day reading the writings of Bob's Blackpowder Notebook and had a hankering to take the flinter.
I loaded up and left home and on arrival spent 20 minutes talking the land owner who was pleased to see me gun in hand. After the chat I headed out and walk a few paddocks spooking some rabbits but not getting a shot as they were virtually under my feet when they lifted from the thin, dry, shin deep grass. Further on a spotted the south end of a hare heading north along the off side of the hedgerow. I now had the wind behind me so not ideal but stooped and tried to take some ground on him. I had gone about 100 yards when I made myself stop for a look around as there was every bit as much chance of game on my side of the hedge as the side the hare was on. Sure enough as I stopped and scanned right there, only 15 yards away doing a fantastic impression of a rock, was a hare looking straight at me. Well 'Isaac' made short work of her I can tell you with a .395 ball over 40gr of FFFg!!
Further on until similar circumstances I found a rabbit and it too fell to the might that is 'Isaac'. By that time the light was fading but the shot was still good.
Anyways, here are the photos. Note the horn on my bag is not fully complete and still requires some scrimshaw.
Cheers
Jeff
