My Farthest Offhand Shot Ever

Picher

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Here I am, 67 years old, just retired from a 46 year career last Friday, and decide it's time to take a walk down back this morning with my 1983 born, recently-rebarreled Remington 700 ADL, .243 Win.

I got to the large blueberry field, found and picked up my IHMSA turkey target and carried it to the far end of the field, then walked to the other end, which Google Earth says is 260 yards. I flipped off the safety, and fired a shot offhand. One-shot, one CLANG! She went down fast!

It felt pretty darned good for an old fogey like me...so good that I didn't want to walk back to see where I hit it, anywhere is fine with me. :D

JP
 
Because if someone is around you have to fight the overwhelming urge to start screaming in excitement and jumping up and down and just shrug it off like it happens every day.
 
One-shot, one CLANG! She went down fast!

It felt pretty darned good for an old fogey like me...so good that I didn't want to walk back to see where I hit it, anywhere is fine with me.

I look forward to being able to do that when I too hit 67, which is about another 10 years for me.

I can't shoot that well offhand now....so I really am looking forward to being able to do it when I hit 67. :D


Congrats on both accomplishments!
 
I walked down back again yesterday afternoon to check my game camera (nice turkey pics) and checked the turkey silhouette and there it was...the bullet strike was within an inch of where I called the shot, a bit low and right. Sometimes, especially at my age, a muscle twitches and the shot goes wild; not this time!

Hmm, maybe I'll try some turkey shoots later this year. ;)
 
Off Hand Long Shots

Back a couple of years ago when I Retired . Both are Off Hand No Sticks.
With a Uberti 1885 45-70 High Wall 32 Inch Barrel.
450Gr Bullet Loaded with American Pioneer FFF Powder- Case filled to Top to allow for Bullet.
200 Plus Yards with Creedmore Sights - Went Down like he had been hit by Truck according to my Hunting Pardner.

Also did it with a Uberti 1860 Henry 45 Colt after the 45-70 Shot.
250 Gr Bullet Loaded with APP Filled to top of case to allow for Bullet.
150 Plus Yards with a Ladder Sight.
Agustus is what my buddies called me after that one.

I quit Hunting after the last Shot. I figured I had My Shots to Remember.
only shot Steel in SASS Cowboy Action now.

Hagen
 
612 yards, I shot the left wing off a deer fly with my Ruger Old Army using round ball and 50 gr of FFFg Goex. I can't prove it though because the deer that the fly was sucking blood off of thought I was shooting at her and she ran off with the fly still hanging on.

Seriously that was good shooting and it is what keeps us coming back. There is no more fun while wearing clothes than hitting a ridiculously small target at ridiculously long ranges with a tiny bullet. Now do it again with a 22. :D
 
The shots that never hit are the shots not taken. I've had some really unbelievable shots that were probably flukes, but they'll live in my memory forever.

Once, in my teens, I shot with my .22LR at a seagull sitting on a large rock in the river that had to be more than 500 yards away. A few seconds later, the bird dropped into the water, but I still don't know whether he was going after a fish, was hit, or scared by the bullet hitting nearby. There wasn't a splash from the bullet that I could see.

It doesn't matter, but again, a memory with a witness, but he's since passed. It was a very long time ago!
 
My younger brother once shot a fairly large white tail buck from about 350 yards.

We where hunting on the edge of some fields in Oregon when I spotted this buck about 350 yards away and started to suggest we try to sneak up on it when "BANG" my brother shoots and the Buck drops. I was very impressed but he started swearing.

I asked him what was wrong and he said he missed, at that point I looked around and saw a small forked horn sprinting off in the distance. My brother did not see the larger buck and shot at the small one and missed but got lucky and hit the larger buck about 200 yards behind and down hill a bit

I told him that he hit it and he swore more because tracking can be very time consuming... I just smiled and offered to help him track it. He was surprised when I started going down the hill and he said he saw it run up hill... after about 2 min of "tracking" I found the deer and then I had to explain to him what happed.
 
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