I've only ever fired one shot while moving to standed hunters. It's a rare occurance theses day's, but a BLR81 in .308 was up to the task in the day. A Marlin 336TS as well. Never saw a wet day that ever hurt a well protected rifle that was allowed to dry and come to ambient temp before getting it's next shellacking of oil.
Right now I have a Marlin 336Y that would fill the bill with a 2-7 WA scope. I still hunt rather than crash around, it's about my hunt as well as the ambusher's. Never beat up rifles either, your bush must be worst than ours. All my dents and scrapes come from the GD safes.
The funniest one I did was in 1984 I need to relate this. Had the guy up the tree stand on a new chopping on a Saturday morning after a full week for me without success in the area. I had seen the buck three times during the week and had fired three rounds at him running through the fir from a 7400 243Win on one of those encounters.
So now it's Saturday and I have help. Sure enough the buck spooks much closer to my truck this morning, so I sit my wife down to cover the hauling road with my scoped 7400.243Win and I take her M-1 Carbine with a 15 round mag to make sure Mr.Swamptail either crosses back on her road or out to the chopping to him, or I wack him in the head or neck with the .30 M-1..
So I hear him crashing up ahead,...about 2 minutes later ka-pow!!!

I exit the ticket as fast as possible,maybe 10 minutes later and see no one in the tree stand.

I glass the chopping and see him bent down in the far bottom.

I move quickly the 200 yards or so and seeing him dressing the deer was excited I had executed the plan perfectly.

I said "you got the SOB",..he said "well no,.. this other guy did" as he

at me.

The hunter, a man about 40 at the time, had came from the main 102 highway from his Corolla up a skiffer road leading to the chopping, placed apples in the chopping, and 30 minutes later the deer had run right up to them or so he says

and he flattens it with an old iron sighted bubba'ed No1MkIII LE. His first Deer. He doesn't know the whole story to this day of how the Deer ended up in front of him I was so mad at my buddy who was probably napping in the treestand and missed Mr Buck skirting the edge of the chopping.

