Thread: hunting incompetence

had a moment last week, whilst out hunting rabbits, I pegged 1 literally walking into my shooting area before I'd even set up my hide/possie.
about 5 minutes later another presented itself at around 30 yards......lined it up in the sites pulled the trigger......nothing.
I made the critical error of not cycling the bolt after shooting the first rabbit.
As if by murphys law the noise of cycling the bolt spooked the rabbit and he gapped it before I could line him up again.
I may well have plugged him later but at 50 yards not the sitter at 30 hahaha them's the breaks, at least it wasn't the stag of a life time.
still shitted me and made me a little red faced

been pighunting and forgot the dog
went out for evening wallaby shoot wearing town boots with smooth soles
went up godley valley in winter for thar hunt and forgot sleeping bag
two trips in a row after I first gave up smoking...no lighter or matches
trout fishing last week..no knife
no steel in bumbag and both knives semi blunt this thursday....now both shave hairs off arm and steel back in place.

Mate dropped his new benelli into the lake 10 mins before shooting time opening morning once,had to strip off into shoulder deep crappy Huntly lake water and feel around in the mud with his toes then dunk under and grab the gun,stripped it down best he could and ready to go just in time for first light.

Originally Posted by The bomb

Mate dropped his new benelli into the lake 10 mins before shooting time opening morning once,had to strip off into shoulder deep crappy Huntly lake water and feel around in the mud with his toes then dunk under and grab the gun,stripped it down best he could and ready to go just in time for first light.

He should have bought a Baikal....Those things are easy to clean...open the cation stick it inthe lake, wriggle it and cycle the bolt - sorted.....https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qt1QV3DFUrQ

I can beat the lot of you.
A couple of years ago took my daughter out one arvo to see the hinds I had seen in the morning at the back of the farm. Rookie mistake only taking the camera and saw this, could of cried as he was only 130yds away.

Originally Posted by Shootm

I can beat the lot of you.
A couple of years ago took my daughter out one arvo to see the hinds I had seen in the morning at the back of the farm. Rookie mistake only taking the camera and saw this, could of cried as he was only 130yds away.

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That photo is still an awesome trophy.

Was out rabbit shooting and was nailing just about everything right out to the edge of spotlight range about 250y using a .223.
Close one at 25y and missed all 5 shot

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On another trip drove a couple a hours realized we both forgot our knives and ofcourse about an hour into our walk see a mob of four fallow hinds only 50-60 metres away. Bloody murphys law is a dick lol

After the 2016 Toby shoot, I walked into makino hut, those who know the area will also know that the area had suffered extensive snow damage. So the hairy and I ended up scrambling around in the dark for hours with the track covered by fallen trees and branches. Got to the hut eventually after convincing the hairy that we didn’t need to camp out as the hut wasn’t too much further. Walked straight out in the morning. Wasn’t until we got back into Napier that I discovered I’d taken my wallet with me in my pack for some reason, and of course it had fallen out somewhere among the shit in the dark off the track.

know a guy who is as organised as the palmy police station.....grabbed his gear in a rush to get out the door for a hunt that had been planned for weeks ......fumbling around in the dark half asleep he grabbed his 308 bolt and ammo grabbed his rifle and put that in its soft bag..........gets to the bush unzips his bag ......hmmmmm 10/22?

Out hunting with the old man when I was young on the family farm, up early, way out the back we go. Mob of pigs spotted feeding away, Dad says stay here and i'll stalk in.

Off he goes, weaving in and out of the ridges and folds, covers the last 100m on his guts like a panther, to get within 15m of said pigs and just lays there, here I am watching from 200m wondering if he is waiting for the big sow to turn side on or he is waiting for the boar to come out of the fern and into the paddock...?

20 mins go by and I think, I better get over there... On arrival I whisper "you gonna shoot or what!?" Dad turns and looks at me rather sheepishly, "f*ckin bolts back at the house!"

It was still a good morning for a walk!

I once was in the Blue mountains, and sneaked round a corner with my Swedish Mauser, and a black deer stood up and stared at me from three metres away. I had my rifle pointed in his direction as it happened except I couldnt shoot him. I had my thumb stuck in between the half closed bolt and the scope - I couldn't close the bolt and I couldn't get my thumb out either. We looked at each other for quite a while, while I struggled and wriggled. The deer came over and actually gave me a hand, but neither of us could figure it out.
As soon as it left, my thumb came out like it was nothing. Now you get a scoped Mauser and try to jam it with your thumb on purpose. It's impossible.

My Turn,
Some 5-6 years back I was over by Waiawa Hut in Te Urewera Park with a couple of mates and my young Dog. It was spring so we had done an evening and sunrise hunt up and down the River flats. So back to the hut for breakfast. Then my mates decided they would do a loop up a side creek to what looked like a couple of grassy areas and back around.
I was felling a bit sore so decided to stay in the valley and go explore another side creek that looked like it may have some clearings.
About 11 am I was walking down the main river with my Rifle strapped to my pack and ammo in the pack. Just walking through a small punga grove on a bend in the river and the dog freezes up. Thats odd I thought, 11 is a bit late for hunted bush deer to be out in the open, looked out into the river and there on a gravel island was a hind and a yearling.
By the time I dropped down, got my rifle and ammo out and was ready to shoot i was watching them disapair into the bush on the other side.
My Dad gave me shit over that when I told him. Your in animal country, keep your rifle ready. (I was sore and using my sticks so did not want to carry my rifle plus it was almost midday and what self respecting deer is out wandering around at that time of the day)

Came back the following morning and got one of them for the pot.
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PS The Ongaonga turned me back in the side creek as I was not felling like climbing up to find a way around it.

Got up at sparrows, to lay in wait on a nice hill that the sun would rise on.......as expected, a nice fat spiker walks into view....70 mtrs away

I, still being a newbie, though I better aim for the top of the shoulder as he's high up.......missed the shot, he moves over about 10 meters, I'm now taking a
standing shot and my adrenalin is moving the cross hairs all over the place.......missed the shot, now I'm fukn frantic,

Slide another round onto the breech.........yes you've guessed it missed the shot..........found out after the trip I was supposed to aim LOW not high....

Made me feel a lot better, plus the 8 pointed I dropped three days later........never give up.....

Someone once said, it wouldn't be hunting if you got one every time. You learn every time you go out, that's what makes us better hunters. I can't tell you how many times something outside the square has happened but you remember those things and you know to watch out for those things in the future. Keep your chin up