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ORIGINAL: ShatoDavis
FC,
I'm still waiting on those pics. After all the encouragement I gave, I should at least have earned some pictures.
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All right, all right already!!!!!!!
Try these on for size:
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd77/jkubesch/Sept.07047.jpg
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd77/jkubesch/Sept.07041.jpg
http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd77/jkubesch/Sept.07038.jpg
This was the 4th bull we'd called-in over a 24 hour period. There was 5x5 with another debatable "nub" that we got within about 15 feet, but I let him pass, and we got this one about 45 minutes later.
It was flirting with darkness, and I was flirting with exhaustion. After climbing through an a$$-load of scrub on a steep hillside in a futile attempt to locate an alleged horse trail, I was just longing for the couch at the lodge and a whiskey. I was just starting to jab at the outfitter over the quality of his so-called trail, when this bull bugled fairly close by.
Over the next 10 minutes, he called the critter in with cow & calf calls, & I got an offhand shot at him at about 60-ish yards. It felt like a good shot, but I lost the sight picture. The guidesaid thatI'd hit him, & told me to circle around the bush behind which I was hiding, & administer the kill shot. When I got set up, I found the bull in the same spot, but facing almost directly away from me. Iaimed offhandjustbehind the right frontshoulder, squeezed the trigger, & the bull dropped on the spot.
Iwas feeling awfullygood about my marksmanship 'til the guide duga slug out of the bull's left temple, just below the base of the antler! I suppose that's why I was hunting so large a critter: even a miss can still put 'em down! The 1st shotentered behind the shoulder, passing through fairly far back. I thought I'd gut shot him, but there was nothing but lung material coming out: no guts. This was 1 bull that wasn't laughing at the impotence of the outdated .30-'06. I used Hornady Factory 165 grain interbonds, and the recovered slug looked picture-perfect. I 'm quite pleased with their performance.
If you let yourself get taken-in by the "antler porn" in all the magazines, then my bull's not much to look at. But there sure as hell wasn't any fence for kilometers around, and I expended an awful lot of sweat & calories to find him.My bull wasn't born in any test tube,nor was heraised on ground corn & mineral blocks. I
earned that animal, & I'll have the memories of that hunt for a lifetime.