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I Know This Is LRH... But What Is The Shortest Distance You Have Taken A Live Target?
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<blockquote data-quote="M77Fan" data-source="post: 3101504" data-attributes="member: 115996"><p>One of the closer ones that comes to mind was a buck in some canyon-type country in southern Colorado. I had just finished climbing to one of the upper benches that was sparsely covered in aspen trees and tall grasses. The weather was warm and the climb had been pretty stiff. I had just slowed before I came over the lip of the bench and switched from plowing uphill to sneak hunting. I was sweating pretty good. Too hot, I stopped to take off my old rucksac and shed a layer. I took off my orange vest and hat and hung them on a branch about eye level to me, shed my wool sweater and Pendleton shirt, then and knelt to open my pack and stuff them inside. I think it was the tiny clink of the metal buckle on the flap that he must have heard; suddenly a buck rose up out of his bed about 3 or 4 paces from me! He was staring intently above my head, at the vest swaying in the breeze that was from him to me (rising thermal). My rifle was leaning on a tree at arm's length. Keeping my eyes locked on the buck I verrrry slooowwly reached out, grasped the rifle and got it mounted to my shoulder. Amazingly I got that buck, and the drag was downhill. Back then I had a soft frameless rock climbing pack with limited capacity, and there was no way to strap on meat. I dragged that buck down cliffs and steep hillsides for a couple hours, until I figured my partners might be getting worried where I was, and after I checked in, we all went back to complette the drag. The help was nice.</p><p></p><p>On non-game, the summer before I hunted a bighorn sheep was one of an over abundance of meadow voles. They are very destructive, and had even been chewing holes in the house siding. There was a spot where about sunset every night they would stick their heads out from under some deck boards to forage spilled bird seed. So I set up with my Diana pellet rifle and went to work at about 6-7 feet. I had to take head shots mostly. When my shot at a ram came that fall, the muscle memory did all I needed for a quick shot.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="M77Fan, post: 3101504, member: 115996"] One of the closer ones that comes to mind was a buck in some canyon-type country in southern Colorado. I had just finished climbing to one of the upper benches that was sparsely covered in aspen trees and tall grasses. The weather was warm and the climb had been pretty stiff. I had just slowed before I came over the lip of the bench and switched from plowing uphill to sneak hunting. I was sweating pretty good. Too hot, I stopped to take off my old rucksac and shed a layer. I took off my orange vest and hat and hung them on a branch about eye level to me, shed my wool sweater and Pendleton shirt, then and knelt to open my pack and stuff them inside. I think it was the tiny clink of the metal buckle on the flap that he must have heard; suddenly a buck rose up out of his bed about 3 or 4 paces from me! He was staring intently above my head, at the vest swaying in the breeze that was from him to me (rising thermal). My rifle was leaning on a tree at arm's length. Keeping my eyes locked on the buck I verrrry slooowwly reached out, grasped the rifle and got it mounted to my shoulder. Amazingly I got that buck, and the drag was downhill. Back then I had a soft frameless rock climbing pack with limited capacity, and there was no way to strap on meat. I dragged that buck down cliffs and steep hillsides for a couple hours, until I figured my partners might be getting worried where I was, and after I checked in, we all went back to complette the drag. The help was nice. On non-game, the summer before I hunted a bighorn sheep was one of an over abundance of meadow voles. They are very destructive, and had even been chewing holes in the house siding. There was a spot where about sunset every night they would stick their heads out from under some deck boards to forage spilled bird seed. So I set up with my Diana pellet rifle and went to work at about 6-7 feet. I had to take head shots mostly. When my shot at a ram came that fall, the muscle memory did all I needed for a quick shot. [/QUOTE]
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