Thread: Chamois down

After gaining some local Intel I took the Ute up into the Kopuwai. Parking up after a long off-road drive I had a bit of a glass and then made a plan. I was going to drop into the valley cross the creek and go up the other side and make my way to a head basin.

The first part went to plan but as I climbed towards some bluffs something moved, it was about 4pm. I immediately stopped and sank to my knees in time to see a chamois making off. Hearing a whistle I looked up to see 2 more watching me. I stayed still until they lost interest.

I slowly followed by getting into a gully out of sight, we played tag for the next hour and a half finally getting above them which gave me a safe shooting angle.

I was able to set up the .308 on a flat rock which I could lay down on. Lining up on a shoulder I pulled the trigger, the chamois ran out of sight and I'm thinking miss, I bloody well missed so I lined up on another who hadn't moved this time I heard a solid thump and it dived head first off the bluff.

I made my way over there and I didn't miss the first shot it was there dead but out of sight, the 165g nosler ballistic tip had made a big hole so I couldn't recover as much meat as hoped. I then looked for the bigger one I could see it but no way could I get to it.

Made my way back to the Ute by 8pm happy but tired. Oh and I could see my Ute from the shooting rock.

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