Best shot you ever made

shot some pigeons off the roof at work, probably only about 70 yds, but the whole crew was standing watching so...
shot a raccoon coming out of a barrel while it was snarling and growling ready to bite me face off, about 4 ft. not impressive unless you realize how slow my reaction time is
 
Alright boys, competitions over. We have a 200 yard running butthole shot for the win!

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I've made a few. One great one was with a 308 Norma on a coyote running straight away at about 200 yd. At the shot the coyote piled up. Turned out I had hit him under the tail and there was no bullet hole! The bullet exited under the chin with very little damage. A flying turkey at about 30 yards with a .22 was a good shot. A ground squirrel at a little over 100yds, standing, with a T/C Contender in 30/30 was pretty good. Another one, at another ground squirrel, on the other side of the Clearwater river, in Idaho, with a 45/70, off hand. Hitting a clay pigeon at 1000 yds with a 1903 Springfield was pretty gratifying. Hitting a 500m ram at a silhouette match with only 3 seconds left might have been more impressive if I hadn't missed the previous six!
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None of my rifle shots were anything to write home about.

But once, four mallards in one pass. Two shells between the fingers of my support hand for a speed reload. boom-boom...boom-boom.
 
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I don't know about my "best" shot, but the "hardest" shot was the 10th shot on a 100 yard target - could see the previous nine holes - had never previously shot a sub 1" 10 shot group with that rifle or with my own hand loads - too funny - I definitely remember the "angst" about getting ready for that shot - but the target is long gone and I do not actually remember if I made it or not!!! Have done several since, but that first time dealing with the 10th round has stuck with me!!!
 
I have made a couple of memorable shots in my lifetime. One was made when I was still living at home, I was
probably about 15 at the time. I had a decent shooting Mossberg 151M (a) equipped with an old Weaver B4
scope. We had problems with starlings raiding our cherry tree. so I was assigned to keep them at bay. Problem
was, they got gun-shy in a big hurry, so not many chances to shoot them after the first 2 or 3.

My dad was working in the shop, and he called me to go get the starlings that were in the cherries. Of course,
as soon as I showed up with my 22, they were gone. One starling flew to the edge of our property and landed
on the top of a big Fir tree. My dad sauntered over and commented as to how they were so smart.
I looked at the starling on the fir, and told my dad: 'Watch me shoot that starling on the tree" He laughed and
said: 'Heck, he's so far away that I doubt you will even scare him"

I took that Mossberg, found the starling in the scope, and lifted the rifle an uncalculated amount, and let one
fly. Shortly, that starling tumbled down off the Fir and hit the ground. I am not sure whether I or dad was the
most surprised. Dad paced the distance to the base of that Fir......235 long paces!! Quite a fluke, never to be
repeated by me, lol.

Another long shot, witnessed by 3 others, was a calculated shot, lasered by 2 of the party. We were hunting
muleys in an area where long shots were common, and one cool, very calm morning, we spotted 3 mule deer
on a plateau some distance away. Lasered, they were 430 yards, just a nice poke for my 270 Winchester.

I was shooting the 140 AB. Nice handy pile of dirt that I could get comfortable over, so I settled in as one of
the party identified the buck in the group. Just then, the deer decided to move. They went through a steep,
small gully and up onto another larger plateau and moved to the far edge. 2 Lasers said 602/604. Now the shot
is getting quite a bit more difficult, but under the conditions, I felt it was doable. I knew from practice that my
load, the way it was sighted in, would be 54-55" low at 600. So, using the depth of the chest of that medium
size muley [about 18"] I held three depths above the center of his chest, and pulled the trigger. Shortly, he
broke from the group, and started moving slowly in one direction, while the does moved the other way. One of
the guys said: "Must have been pretty close" Just about then, the deer folded up. He had gone about 30 feet.

The shot was right through the middle of his lungs. A comment from one of the party: "If I had not seen it, I would
not have believed it. In retrospect, I probably should have passed on that shot...but it worked in this instance. Dave.
 
I think what I'd consider my best shot so far was my 1147 yard cold bore shot with my 7 Rem Mag (the bottom right impact). Shots 2 and 3 were at 10:30.

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Good stories!

I was walking a big block of bush deer hunting in the snow when I flanked a slough bottom full of brush. All of a sudden, at no more then 10 yards to my left a WT bucks head appeared, quickly looking at me, as he stood up to exit. I raised my old Browning A-Bolt as the safety came off. I don’t remember looking through the scope and I’m not sure if the gun was fully shouldered. But I shot.
I cycled the bolt expecting to see the deer running away but I saw nothing. I went over and looked into the brushy slough bottom and there he was. Dead in his bed with a bullet hole under his ear. He must have just turned before the bullet hit him.
 
I shot a mountain goat in the neck at 420 yards.... I usually leave out the part that I missed the first shot broadside at 400 because I was all excited. Hunting in the real world.
 
I think I was 5 or 6. Went out with my older brother and cousins. We had our Grandpa’s Cooey Ranger, not sure we had permission for our adventure. Hiking around the farm we spied a woodpecker preoccupied with lunch. The older ones took turns shooting but never hit it. I asked if I could try and they grudgingly gave me the .22, I dropped it first shot:) they took the gun back and said we shouldn’t say anything but I never forgot. Loved hunting ever since!
 
405 yards on a crow with my savage axis 22-250 with the factory scope and rings. I do reload tho, it was a DEAD crow with minimal hold over.
 
I jumped a nice whitetail buck and two does that were bedded near a trail I was walking on. They crossed the trail from my left to right and disappeared into the tree line. I knew there was a clearing less than 100 yds away and figured I could catch him in the open if I ran and tried to cut him off. So I sprinted through the trees and stopped on the edge of the meadow, the buck ran out at the same time as I did but 70 yds away in the open, I shouldered my rifle, fired and down he went. I don't know how I did it as it took me a while after to catch my breath.
 
A couple years ago i was out for yotes and had no luck. when walking back, the fdarmer stopped me and said get in. SO i hopped in the tractor with him. the yotes were not afraid of the tractor when they were out feeding cattle. sure enough, there was one sleeping in the fenceline. He got up and the farmers dog started chasing him. When the dog retreated, THe yote was 450 yards out. I steadies my 223 on the cab door and squeezed one off. Dropped him on the spot. Farmer couldn't believe it
 
My best shot on a deer was in '81 whist walking the gravel road on Sidney Island with a buddy. We were passing a beer back & forth along our trek and not talking loudly. As we ambled along, I spotted a nice black tail buck on a rise at 110 yds as the bugger was laying down & looking our way. As the bugger stood up from it's bed, I put a snap shot through it's heart zone that flopped it on the spot. I was using my Savage 99 .375 Win with factory 200 gr Power Point loads.

To add to the fun, as that deer fell, another buck rose in the same spot and buggered off before I could send one it's way as I thought it was the same one I just dumped. We scurried up to the spot to see my deer tits up and then knew that there was 2 of 'em bedding together.
 
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