nodakhorseman
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Had a pretty fun hunt last night with the GPR (.50 cal). I was hunting some pretty rugged hills west of the Missouri River last night and managed to take home this guy. He has a really funny rack. The spike side is roughly 14" long. The spread on the other side is a little over 8" wide.
I was sitting on the edge of a shallow ravine that emptied into an alfalfa field. There were several heavy trails that emptied into this hayfield. There was a really strong wind, so I didn't know if they'd feed there or not that night.
There wasn't a lot of cover to hide in, so I was laying on my back in thicket of brush and I was propped up basically from my shoulder blades on up.
With about an hour of shooting time left, 3 mule deer does came trotting across the field right in front of me. They were completely up wind of me and had no idea I was there. With the strong winds on that field, they quickly trotted across the field and were looking for a more sheltered feeding area I'm guessing.
About 10 minutes later, 2 whitetail fawns did the same thing as the mule deer. They were all crossing about 30 - 40 yards upwind of me...each giving me good shots if I chose to shoot. They way I'm laying, they just appear and I can't see them coming. All of the sudden, they're there. Since they're all on the move, I figured I would have to shoot pretty quick though.
I'm pretty optimistic at this point, as they're all crossing right where I hoped they would.
Except for 2 coyotes (I'm a coyote magnet), the next 40 minutes or so go by w/out a sniff. With about 10 minutes of shooting left, a nice big doe hits the field on the same trail and does the same quick trot, but angles my way and crosses broadside about 10 yards away. Just as she disappeared, this buck appeared and he was hot on her tail and traveling the quickest of all the deer I had seen that evening. I had my gun ready, as I had a pretty narrow lane in the thicket to shoot through. As he passed, I felt like I was taking a crossing shot on a mallard. I swung through and touched off the GPR. Right away, I could see the entry hole. He ran about 80 yards before stumbling and falling--a nice double lung shot and no ruined meat.
I was shooting a .490" RB, .018" pillow ticking, an overpowder card and 75 grains of FFF Goex.
The weather man is calling for below zero day time temps this weekend, so tomorrow is a butchering day. I have 2 deer to cut up before mother nature turns them to cinder blocks.
I was sitting on the edge of a shallow ravine that emptied into an alfalfa field. There were several heavy trails that emptied into this hayfield. There was a really strong wind, so I didn't know if they'd feed there or not that night.
There wasn't a lot of cover to hide in, so I was laying on my back in thicket of brush and I was propped up basically from my shoulder blades on up.
With about an hour of shooting time left, 3 mule deer does came trotting across the field right in front of me. They were completely up wind of me and had no idea I was there. With the strong winds on that field, they quickly trotted across the field and were looking for a more sheltered feeding area I'm guessing.
About 10 minutes later, 2 whitetail fawns did the same thing as the mule deer. They were all crossing about 30 - 40 yards upwind of me...each giving me good shots if I chose to shoot. They way I'm laying, they just appear and I can't see them coming. All of the sudden, they're there. Since they're all on the move, I figured I would have to shoot pretty quick though.
I'm pretty optimistic at this point, as they're all crossing right where I hoped they would.
Except for 2 coyotes (I'm a coyote magnet), the next 40 minutes or so go by w/out a sniff. With about 10 minutes of shooting left, a nice big doe hits the field on the same trail and does the same quick trot, but angles my way and crosses broadside about 10 yards away. Just as she disappeared, this buck appeared and he was hot on her tail and traveling the quickest of all the deer I had seen that evening. I had my gun ready, as I had a pretty narrow lane in the thicket to shoot through. As he passed, I felt like I was taking a crossing shot on a mallard. I swung through and touched off the GPR. Right away, I could see the entry hole. He ran about 80 yards before stumbling and falling--a nice double lung shot and no ruined meat.
I was shooting a .490" RB, .018" pillow ticking, an overpowder card and 75 grains of FFF Goex.
The weather man is calling for below zero day time temps this weekend, so tomorrow is a butchering day. I have 2 deer to cut up before mother nature turns them to cinder blocks.