I was on a trip with a couple of other guys in Marlborough. While walking through the bottom of a valley, we spied ourselves a nice looking stag at about 100m. The fellow with me lines up and fires an easy shot. Deer goes up and over backwards winding up on his back with his feet in the air. and antlers in the ground.....Everyone is shaking hands and about to walk across to the deer when it up and walks away into the bush.........(It definitely did not run so was feeling 'poorly') after spending a couple hours searching and finding nothing apart from a few drops of blood, we knew we were beat. The land owner who was with us suggested for the afternoon hunt that we start at the top of the same valley and work our way down and see if we can find it from there. We get to the top of the ridge and as we approach I see another stag stand up rather slowly. The others were not quite ready so I put a 303 through it and it drops like a sack of spuds, into a heap. We get over to it and it has a couple of holes; One through the neck and out the other side (Penciled straight through) and a entry only wound in the centre of the chest (Front on). Nw I knew I had not hit the neck as I did not have a fancy JFK rifle that could change direction mid flight... Turns out it was the same animal and it had made it a long way up that steep hill with a hole in its neck.....Taught me to carry my 303 now nicknamed 'the hammer' as everything I have dropped with it has literally dropped where it was when it was hit....I use a 215gr Woodleigh RN at about 2100fps....Yup , I'm loaded for bear......
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