The best shot you ever made

about 5 years age, 270 rem 700, running deer with hounds on his ass, going away from me, I caught a glimps of him going up a 20 year old pine pine plantation, held and waited for him to in the rows , squezed off one on the tip of his noise as he was climing a 25 degree hill going 100% away,. off hand. One shot one horse shoe, and got my Buck.

The worst shot I ever made lol! 99C savage deer came at me running on hounds, at 15 feet the cross hairs covered his body going for the lungs, and the 308 let loose. He fell stone dead. LO! ok dear running from right to left I shoot at the lungs, I hit him square in the head, now that is one hell of a bad shot!
 
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Seven guys drinking beer... I was not... a ground squirrel runs across the top of a wood pile about 20 yards away and jumps for the fence. I actually said "watch this" as it jumped and shot it in the head with a .177 cal break action air rifle. Good for lots of laughs and very very lucky.
 
Not neccessarily "great" shooting, however an incoming bluebill (lesser scaup) taken low over over decoys in the fog thumped my partner square in the chest, knocking him
a**-over-tea-ketle right out of the blind. Another, a drake mallard, taken high overhead and incoming, landed stone cold square in the bottom of the canoe we were standing in front of wasit deep in the marsh. The dog (in the canoe) only had to lean over to pick it up ... No fuss - easy retieve !

Hey BigRedd ... what you doin' up so early ? ;)
 
Not a great shot but a very memorable one, about 6-7 years ago out waterfowl hunting with an old buddy we had a lone goose come in overhead about 40-45yds, I up and drop it with one shot and yell for my buddy heads up as it was in a collision coarse with his head. He takes two steps to the side and the goose lands in the mud where he was standing. He looks at me with a big grin and I start laughing as I see "mud" right between his eyes as I get closer I realize hey mud is not GREEN!!!! Yup the goose made a perfect bullseye with his last bowel movement!!!!!!
Slayer
 
Concussion shot...

Out one day about noon I was driving back with my Dad and Uncle from the bush to our camp for lunch, come around a corner and there were acouple grouse on the road, we were deer hunting but game is game.. So we get out and shoot 2 of the 3 birds, go pick them up and smack there heads against a rock and throw them into the canopy of the truck.. Dont think anything of it...
So we get to the camp, i open the canopy and tail gate to get the birds and clean em up. The Second i drop the gate one of the birds starts flapping around ( Its been like 30 mins since we blasted them) I'm alittle starttled and as lean back... WOOSH WOOSH WOOSH CLAP CLAP CLAP the bird flys out of the truck, over my shoulder and off into the bush.....
 
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best shot eh?...hmmm....I was about 16 years old and duck hunting with my dad.
Using a single shot 20 gauge, I hit a mallard coming towards us.
Its path of descent came in between us, and hit the rear window in his 70 Chev pickup, shattering the glass into the cab.
I will never forget the look on his face....and he did not say a word, just shook his head.
For the rest of the life of that truck, a piece of plywood took the place of the window, and he put a fibreglass cap on the truck a week later.
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Thats funny,

I got pretty good at hitting a 300 yard gong with my .22, but it was mostly a crap shoot,
 
A big ol jack rabbit running away from me at 60 yards and increasing. Hit it behind the eye with the single shot .22LR. Right after that, a horseshoe fell out of my a$$.
 
I spoke to a hunter who shoot a turkey from 55 yards, one pellet right through the eye. Think it happened a couple years ago

Kinda unrelated, but I also saw an old timer with a home made slingshot do some pretty amazing things on tv a few weeks ago.
 
There's a few, but one I like to remember was a called coyote. He came in hard across a stubble field then hung up in a tiny dip at what turned out to be 197 yards. The roll of the land was such that I could see his ears and eyes but that was it. The problem was at 100 yards the ground and stubble were exactly in line with the tiny target that the yote gave me. While waiting for him give up another inch so I had a shot, it occurred to me that since my 22/250 hit 1/2" high at 100 yards I could use that to clear the stubble tips by 1/2" while aiming right at it. Once that was established I took the shot and put it in his ear and out his eye. Since I was shooting from sitting, wrapped in a Ching Sling that was a bit of a trick in itself.
 
I shot my biggest mulie buck with a borrowed rifle, that shot was fairly easy, little less than 100 yards going away...... but the next day I was still on such a high from getting that nice buck I made a great shot on a whitetail buck with that same borrowed rifle.

I was standing on a hill looking out on some stubble felds. Waaay out there (mile and and a half?) I saw a deer trot accross a field, get to the other side, turn around and look back where he came from. Another deer walked out on the field where the first had came out. The two deer saw each other and ran full tilt at one another. The met in the middle of the field and lock up head to head. I knew they had to be bucks and were distracted enough to give me time to close in. I ran as fast as i could down the hill, across a flat, through an old farmstead, down into a gravel pit, (where I kicked up a coyote), up the other side of the pit and up to a fence line. I was completely out of breath and now 300-320 yards from the two deer wich were fighting. That dam coyote I kicked up was headed right towards them. When it got close the two deer broke up and where about to take off. I raised my rifle and with my chest heaving and totaly out of breath timed a perfect off hand shot at the biggest buck. He dropped and I got my second buck in two days. Nice since I only had two days to hunt all season that year.
 
Best shot I ever made was opening day, when I decided to hunt again after not hunting for quite some time.

I spent all day pounding the bush with a 20 guage Sportsman 48 shotgun,with no success. As I was hiking back to my truck, just as it was getting dark, a grouse flushed ahead of me, and I swung and hit it, dropping it in the grass on the side of the trail.

I walked up to it, picked it up and thought "I am a hunter again"

And I've never looked back.:)
 
Best shot was a flying seagull at about 50 yards with a rock. He fell out of the sky and hit my buddy in the back. Worst shot was a ram that a dog we used to have tore open one day. I was 12 and home alone, so I got my dads 10mm colt delta elite (it was the only ammo i could find) and lined him up. I flinched and pulled left missing the poor thing from about 6 inches, next shot hit home though.
 
As I was driving to our hunting camp I made a shot on a big Mulie that came running out of the bush and almost crashed into my truck. He turned and ran straight down the logging road in front of me.
The buck was about 125 yds by the time I jumped out and got a shot away. I saw him fold up on the road and I loaded another couple rounds in the rifle and walked down to the deer.
I shot him again behind the ear to make sure he wasn't going to run off.
I tried to find out where I hit him, I couldn't find a hole or blood anywhere except for the headshot after he was down.
After getting him back to camp we got him gutted and skinned, we found the bullet in the gut with a piece of bone attached to it. Upon further inspection we found that the bullet had done a perfect Texas heart shot and clipped the under side of the spine as the mule was bouncing down the road.
Rifle.. 1916 full wood Enfield
Bullet.. 180 Winchester Power Point
Texas Heart Shot ...priceless
 
These are great guys! Wish I had something more worthy to post.

Best shot that I can think of is back to back doubles on gophers at about 30 yards with a .22 LR (my Rem 597). That's 4 gophers with 2 shots in rapid succession.
 
2 groundhogs, one shot

At about 15 years old, I managed to line up two groundhogs about 30 yards away after sneaking up on them behind some round bales that were out in the field. The hogs were about 5 yards apart, and the trusty .22 Magnum finished them off.
 
2006 whitetail buck 467 yards. All I could see was his head as he was walking into the bluff. I cranked the bdc to 450 and held in front of his nose. I hit him at the base of the head and he died instantly.

Running antelope at 432 yards. I had to finish my season cause the weather was about to turn fowl and we wanted out of there.

Another antelope at 382 yards.

Lots of running coyotes way way out there. I remember shooting one in the eye with the 17 hmr at about 200. He didn't make it very far.
 
An impala with my 375 H&H. My PH and I had played cat and mouse with the herd for about 3 hours, never able to get a clear shot at the biggest ram, finally it presented a shot and I just raised my rifle and made a perfect offhand shot at 160 yards and thread the needle through the brush to boot, stone dead record book impala.
 
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