First time out for ages, got out of the truck at 6.10pm and started a hasty walk across the first paddock.
I looked up in the distance and saw some sheep grazing on this side of the fence but also noticed a brown shape over the other side of the fence which I thought would be a cow but as a precaution I lifted the scope to my eye and bloody hell its a deer.
I lay the pack down and took out the range finder 314 meters, righto so got down on the ground and got the perfect rest but the deer disappeared behind a pile of old branches surounded by tall grass but waited and sure enough it appeared on the other side of the pile side on.
Without hesitation I lined up on the front shoulder and sent the 62gr SP on its way, I saw the deer go belly up through the scope (good shit all of 5 mins).
I walked over, cut its throat, dressed it out, then 5 min walk back to the truck, drove over and tossed it in the back.
I thought to myself shit I was looking forward to a hunt and now its all over, I decided to carry on hunting but although I had another one lined up later on it seemed to quickly dissappear not to be seen again, anyway a great evening/night.
The mighty 223 does it again![]()
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