First blood for the 7mm08
Was just finishing off washing out the milking plant tonight when the boss came rushing down the tanker track like a bat out of hell on his bike, he comes to the door of the dairy with a very excited look on his face with the old masport vaccum pump rattling its arse off and me wearing ear muffs I could not make out what he was saying. Got everything shut down turned around and said now what were you woffling on about now that the shed is shut down?.
All he could say was two pigs at run off lets go right you are cobber was my reply quick 50 meter jaunt on the bike barged in the door with my gumboots still on (thank christ we have vinyl on the floor) dashed for the gun cupboard then rattled about trying to find my ammo while the missus was getting under my feet, found my ammo loaded up the mag, rifle bolt in my pocket, rifle slung over my shoulder with my trusty remington hunting knife strapped to me waist on the bike and off for a mad bastards dash down the road to the runoff at foot of the kaimai scrubbery a few quick directions from the bosses dad as to where he had seen them both the boss and I said righto and off we go. We got to the runoff and headed in the direction of where the pigs were spotted got off our bikes bolt quickly put into rifle a 120gr hollow point privi partizan chambered bolt in semi ready and off across the paddock in sneaky pete mode staying close to the fenceline taking sneaky ganders over the high spots of the paddock, I turned around and said to the boss quietly oi I ain't being held responsible if any of the young stock get hurt or I cause a stampede with that young stock in the next paddock over, she'll be right he quietly said it is for a good cause so we carried on. We got over the knob in the paddock and snuck around a couple of boulders and there they were standing by the fenceline a couple of prime porkers just asking to meet the XS7S in 7mm08.
So I let rip from 50 meters and sent that 120gr HP clean into the neck of the pig and dropped it on the spot with a very broken neck bone(nasty little things those hollow points) next thing it's little fat buddy decided to take off for the bushes a split second after its mate met the end if its days so I handed the rifle to the boss and said next one is yours fella this is how ya load the bugger and remember it aint a semi auto like you are used to so off into the bushes we went in search of porky pig number 2.
Not even five meters in we spooked the bugger and it took off so we went into hot pursuit which did not last long then we lost it in the supple jack. on our way back to pig number 1 I looked around gave the boss a quick tap on the shoulder and said get ready it is coming back, we got visual again on it the boss locked and loaded he lined up on it and just as he pulled the trigger after lining up on a perfect heart lung shot the damn thing swung its arse around and got the bullet in its butt cheek and took off screaming bloody great I said now we have to find a woundie so off we went in search of a wounded animal well we did not get far and found it was able to catch it and put it out of it's misery with a knife to its heart (I hate wounded animals but ethics say you must track and finish the job) job done we gutted out an animal each then set off with a pig each for the bikes once we got back the boss headed off to get his dads ute while I stayed back and waited for the wagon to arrive to collect the pigs, got back to the old cowshed where we hung the pigs and washed them out ready to head off to the butcher to be portioned out for everyones freezers while the bosses dad happily cleaned the blood off my rifle (big ups to the old boy for that) and his ute deck so yep totally stoked I have finally ended the three year wild pork drought in my freezer, totally stoked to see a happy boss that got to have a go on a centerfire for his first time, sorry there are no pics but some idiot(me) forgot to grab the camera in his haste.
