Rangefinder
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Just like the title says, what's the most incredible shot you've witnessed or made while hunting?
I have several, as I'm sure everyone does. So lets hear the stories!
Of mine, I think the one I like the most was hunting with my dad in Cardwell, MT. His boss at the time had a ranch there and the area is thick with whitetail. The only stipulation was that the caretaker had to go with us. Fun area--lots of coolies thick with willows. It bothered the hell out of me when the caretaker brought his rifle to "back us up". My though--so you think you're gonna shoot my deer for me? I'm gonna kick your A## if you do. Well, sure enough, a nice 4-pt buck jumped out of a willow thicket not 10 yards from up and went bounding away across the field dead-away from us. Mr caretaker started pounding rounds at it with his semi-auto 30-06 and couldn't hit the broad side of a barn. By the time the buck was almost to the far edge of the clearing (about 300 yards, maybe a little more) I decided I better take the shot since there wouldn't be another whitetail for 10 miles after such a racket. So I shouldered my 7mm, timed the bounce hoping not to hit him in the hind quarters, and squeezed once--the buck crumpled like a wet towel. As I looked left, my dad was lowering his rifle too. I said "did you shoot too?" Yup, he had the same idea and we shot simultaniously. Well, one of us got him---WRONG. When we got to the buck there wasn't much holding his head on--we BOTH hit him an just over an inch apart right below the skull. The caretaker promptly took his rifle back to the house and stayed there.
I have several, as I'm sure everyone does. So lets hear the stories!
Of mine, I think the one I like the most was hunting with my dad in Cardwell, MT. His boss at the time had a ranch there and the area is thick with whitetail. The only stipulation was that the caretaker had to go with us. Fun area--lots of coolies thick with willows. It bothered the hell out of me when the caretaker brought his rifle to "back us up". My though--so you think you're gonna shoot my deer for me? I'm gonna kick your A## if you do. Well, sure enough, a nice 4-pt buck jumped out of a willow thicket not 10 yards from up and went bounding away across the field dead-away from us. Mr caretaker started pounding rounds at it with his semi-auto 30-06 and couldn't hit the broad side of a barn. By the time the buck was almost to the far edge of the clearing (about 300 yards, maybe a little more) I decided I better take the shot since there wouldn't be another whitetail for 10 miles after such a racket. So I shouldered my 7mm, timed the bounce hoping not to hit him in the hind quarters, and squeezed once--the buck crumpled like a wet towel. As I looked left, my dad was lowering his rifle too. I said "did you shoot too?" Yup, he had the same idea and we shot simultaniously. Well, one of us got him---WRONG. When we got to the buck there wasn't much holding his head on--we BOTH hit him an just over an inch apart right below the skull. The caretaker promptly took his rifle back to the house and stayed there.