madmo44mag
New member
What made me think of this was the tread on Follow Up Shots.
99% of my deer hunting was with a 44mag at pretty close range.
Never had to make a follow up shot and if so it was just a trigger pull away.
I was camp cook on a lease and during bow season one of the guys hit a 10 point white tail that ran off.
It was early evening and he radioed camp he needed help tracking the deer.
(we all had 2 way radios linked to a base unit)
So 3 of us head out and start looking for a blood trail.
Finally Mark spotted some blood and we all got on the track.
The deer was just spotting blood; a drop here a drop or two there.
We were in the hill country of Texas so the terrain is hilly and rocky.
It was getting dark but we were determined to find this deer.
The sun had just barley set. It was that time of evening were there is light on the horizon but nothing on the ground.
Suddenly were heard a blood curdling scream from Mark and a string of profanity and then a pistol shot.
We ran towards to gun shot to find Mark standing next to his buck, pistol in hand trembling and bleeding.
He had come over a little bluff about 3 – 4 feet high and stepped down on what he thought was a big rock. In fact he had stepped right on top of his deer. The dear jumped up throwing him back onto the ground. The buck just didn’t have enough life left to run and stagger away about 5 – 6 yards and fall back down where Mark dispatched him.
From that day till today he takes crap about being the only hunter we ever knew that tried to ride his deer to death.
99% of my deer hunting was with a 44mag at pretty close range.
Never had to make a follow up shot and if so it was just a trigger pull away.
I was camp cook on a lease and during bow season one of the guys hit a 10 point white tail that ran off.
It was early evening and he radioed camp he needed help tracking the deer.
(we all had 2 way radios linked to a base unit)
So 3 of us head out and start looking for a blood trail.
Finally Mark spotted some blood and we all got on the track.
The deer was just spotting blood; a drop here a drop or two there.
We were in the hill country of Texas so the terrain is hilly and rocky.
It was getting dark but we were determined to find this deer.
The sun had just barley set. It was that time of evening were there is light on the horizon but nothing on the ground.
Suddenly were heard a blood curdling scream from Mark and a string of profanity and then a pistol shot.
We ran towards to gun shot to find Mark standing next to his buck, pistol in hand trembling and bleeding.
He had come over a little bluff about 3 – 4 feet high and stepped down on what he thought was a big rock. In fact he had stepped right on top of his deer. The dear jumped up throwing him back onto the ground. The buck just didn’t have enough life left to run and stagger away about 5 – 6 yards and fall back down where Mark dispatched him.
From that day till today he takes crap about being the only hunter we ever knew that tried to ride his deer to death.