Thread: RECOIL....your funny stories.

Out hunting with an old journey man. My hand load 308 rounds weren’t chambering properly, luckily I got one in and smacked over a nice stag early in the trip. The next day I decided to leave it behind and the old boy to shoot the next ( if the opportunity arose ) we stumbled onto a mob of pigs 300m away. With his eye site he wasn’t keen to have a crack. He hands his 338 over to me and I think ahhh you have 250 grainers in this!. So naturally, having never shot the rifle, or at a pig 300m away, I flinched like a little bitch in anticipation as I was expecting this brute to kick like a mule. Naturally I missed but then after realising it hardly kicked any more than my 308 I backed the shot up and watched the pig roll on down the hill.