One of the most memorable shots I have made was one of the Whitetails I shot in Canada a few years ago. I had spent ages finding an area that was accessible to the public and held a half decent number of deer in it. I had missed a few good opportunities due to bad luck and was determined to get one before I came home to NZ.
I was out hunting the area with my close mate and my boss (also close friend) and we were standing at an intersection between two cut lines strategising about setting up an ambush when straight ahead what I thought was 100 yards away a young buck popped up and was trying to work out what we were. Without hesitation I dropped to one knee (grass was too tall to lay prone), centred on the front brisket and poleaxed him my new 7mm RM, all within a matter of seconds as they don't hang around long.
As it turned out the buck was 210 yards away (not 100 yards) and now the guys think all is kiwis are crack shots.
To be honest if I had known the exact distance before firing, I probably wouldn’t have taken the shot possibly or looked for a more suitable shooting position, but there wouldn’t have been time to do so.
At the time I was thinking this is probably my last opportunity to bag a deer, and that I better not miss as the guys would give me no end of shite.
Another one would be the day I redeemed myself after missing a pig at 40 yards the week earlier (no excused for that one). I was put again on sentry by my old school pig hunting buddies and mid-morning witnessed one of them stumble onto a nest of pigs who exploded every which way. Once clear of my mate I managed to shoot two pigs in the head from 80-100yards away as they were running away (still trying to work out how I managed that), and another young boar that was charging straight for me, I shot it in the front brisket from about 10 yards away with the last round from my trusty Tikka 270win. Jeez it was an intense 60 seconds.![]()
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