saskgunowner101
CGN Ultra frequent flyer
- Location
- middle of Sask
So, went out for a walk today looking for a deer. Not feeling the greatest having a cold since Tuesday, but figured what the heck everyone else has a deer so far (or so it seems) I'll give it another whirl.
Not much to it really just went for a walk and sat about 30 meters from a known trail that seems quite used. The snow and grass were noisy as I was walking in, but there was a wind so I was hoping it would mask my sound somewhat.
I sat down for about a half hour and decided to give the grunt tube a try and gave a couple uuuurrrpppps. I wait about 10 minutes getting ready to try a few more burps on the call and here a crashing through brush noise.
I'm not sure what it is I'm hearing and I'm kind of in a vulnerable spot....what I call an ambush type of spot. Sitting on the side of a trail with not much for cover. I figure I'd have a few seconds to see a deer before it sees me.
So anyways, the crashing sound stops for a minute and I'm not 100 percent sure it's a deer. Is it a coyote, a skunk, a porky?? I found out shortly! Small buck walks out onto the trail looking ahead (he's giving me almost broadside, then quarters my way.
I raise my rifle in slow motion as my heart is racing (I know, I get excited
) and touch one off. Never felt it, never really heard it.....I was in the zone. The rifle I used was a Model 46A Husky in 9.3x62mm. Overkill for deer I'm sure but I had wanted to try it out in the worst way.
Wow......that was a case of DRT. The way the angle was, I put the bullet above and in front of the shoulder and it just knocked it down where it was. I can't even describe the way it looked. It just fell over dead. The load was a 286 grain Privi SP running 2,300 fps.
Nice thumb size hole going in and about like the center of a toilet roll going out. Not bad at all for meat damage compared to a .308 (bones, that's a different story).
More story to follow......
( I type slow and get timed out)
So the fun part was getting the deer dressed with light running out. Last year I just brought the deer home and did it in the shop, but figured I'd leave the guts on the trail to lighten the load. Fun stuff coring a deers arse by flashlight.
The missus came to help me until we both figured we'll use the old crappy quad. Peed all over the place and threw some shirts on the deer and went for the quad. That's about all. I really enjoy reading everyone elses hunting stories, so I hope my story gave some enjoyment.
I'm going to go fry up some back straps. Cheers!
Not much to it really just went for a walk and sat about 30 meters from a known trail that seems quite used. The snow and grass were noisy as I was walking in, but there was a wind so I was hoping it would mask my sound somewhat.
I sat down for about a half hour and decided to give the grunt tube a try and gave a couple uuuurrrpppps. I wait about 10 minutes getting ready to try a few more burps on the call and here a crashing through brush noise.
I'm not sure what it is I'm hearing and I'm kind of in a vulnerable spot....what I call an ambush type of spot. Sitting on the side of a trail with not much for cover. I figure I'd have a few seconds to see a deer before it sees me.
So anyways, the crashing sound stops for a minute and I'm not 100 percent sure it's a deer. Is it a coyote, a skunk, a porky?? I found out shortly! Small buck walks out onto the trail looking ahead (he's giving me almost broadside, then quarters my way.
I raise my rifle in slow motion as my heart is racing (I know, I get excited
) and touch one off. Never felt it, never really heard it.....I was in the zone. The rifle I used was a Model 46A Husky in 9.3x62mm. Overkill for deer I'm sure but I had wanted to try it out in the worst way.Wow......that was a case of DRT. The way the angle was, I put the bullet above and in front of the shoulder and it just knocked it down where it was. I can't even describe the way it looked. It just fell over dead.
The load was a 286 grain Privi SP running 2,300 fps.Nice thumb size hole going in and about like the center of a toilet roll going out. Not bad at all for meat damage compared to a .308 (bones, that's a different story).
More story to follow......
( I type slow and get timed out)
So the fun part was getting the deer dressed with light running out. Last year I just brought the deer home and did it in the shop, but figured I'd leave the guts on the trail to lighten the load. Fun stuff coring a deers arse by flashlight.
The missus came to help me until we both figured we'll use the old crappy quad. Peed all over the place and threw some shirts on the deer and went for the quad. That's about all. I really enjoy reading everyone elses hunting stories, so I hope my story gave some enjoyment.
I'm going to go fry up some back straps. Cheers!
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