It takes 43 muscle's to frown and 17 to smile, but only 3 for proper trigger pull.
What more do we need? If we are above ground and breathing the rest is up to us!
Rule 1: Treat every firearm as loaded
Rule 2: Always point firearms in a safe direction
Rule 3: Load a firearm only when ready to fire
Rule 4: Identify your target beyond all doubt
Rule 5: Check your firing zone
Rule 6: Store firearms and ammunition safely
Rule 7: Avoid alcohol and drugs when handling firearms
2010. Left camp well in the dark. Walked up hill on a trail. Me and 30Calterry (His Midgetness). Came to a bit where there was a shoulger high bank on our left and a corner
Just light enough to see and poked me head round and looked up .. Was like a meeting with free piss at the RSA just a row of heads. Never saw me so popped back put a round up it popped round shot the first in the row then it was just carnage.
Animals fuckin going in all directions. He landed on the trail and I thought beauty till he stood up and fucked off at a million miles an hour. Watched him go out of sight knew thought he d really struggle to run uphill on three legs so headed off after it sort of down the trail Midget went out wide below and a little behind me. 20 Mtrs so not far at all walkin along saw him in a bad way standing behind a tree. No clear shot then Midge saw him and yelled I can see him do I take the shot so I did nt answer and then he walked right out in front of me and all over range rover.. Imagine if Midget had to finish it... Fuck I d still be hearing about it ha ha .. (Seriously hes the best little bastard ever but I still give him shit cos he loves it )
Was never going far as right front shoulder had completly gone and leg had nothing holding it own and badly lung shot but still stressfull till we found him and a relief that he didnt suffer long at all.
Heres a pic of 30Calterrys from same trip. Lesson do not leave him alone as he ll celebrate without you ....
Next thing hes talkin Braille ...
Quite a bit lower down the valley.
His Missus was out when we got back so we just left this on the kitchen table an buggered off to get in mischief someplace else ...
I shot this guy in my back paddock, standard 7 wire fence as he was making his way to my deer fencing to scrap with one of my stags a few years ago.I had been listening to him roaring for 3 nights and getting closer each night so sat up on evening to wait.He appeared just as it got dark and too dark to see any antlers.I could just make out the body shape in the scope and gave him a180 gr Nosler Accubond from the 30-06 at 150m.Was I surprised when I got to him!
This is my daughter with her first stag.
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Velocity is thrilling,but diameter does the real killing.
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