Walking down a ridge last night after seeing only the asre end of a red stag, Eva stopped and indicated game. I hastily dropped to one knee and scanned the area she was staring into with my binoculars. One fat boar was nosing its way across a face blissfully unaware that a 7mm Rem Mag carrying hunter was only 200 yards away... The strong northerly was hiding my scent and the dusk light my outline.
He paused and I placed the cross hairs just behind his ear and squeezed the trigger on my Remmington SF, down he went as if been hit by 162 grains of lead travelling at around 2692 FPS. Funny thing is he was! 2475 ft-lbs of energy, what could survive that?
Discovered on the far side of the boar - resting up against a almost 1" shield
As it started
There's 88 grains of lead in that pig some where; it sure did blow a big hole in the far shoulder, the other one is in my fridge, along with the back steaks and the two hind legs. Might try some wild pork bacon.
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