My hunting buddy and I had been hunting for four days, it's supposed to be summer and the last two days had been very cold in the mornings. Thanks to both of our wives who insisted for us to bring jackets and stuff like that we did not freeze our backs off! /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif We had seen nice bucks on private property and just one real nice on open land that would not let us get any closer to at least within 700 yards. I had been practicing long range shooting and I was confident 700 yards would be no problem. On the forth day, we hadn't seen too many opportunities and were getting a little disillusioned. We were driving down this nice dirt road about 40 MPH and I seen this thing that looks like an Antelope, I thought "That wouldn't be an Antelope".... "Yes it is"... "No..." finally I said: "is that an Antelope?" my hunting partner stops... sure enough, in the middle of the road. I jumped out, grabbed my rifle, ear plugs, while saying give mi a range. We were closer than we realize about 175 yards, I crossed the road to the side the Antelope had moved, he started walking away from us and turned; my Weaver Grand Slam was set on 6 power and the cross hair was moving all over the place... yup, I had been practicing long range but not shooting from standing position. Bang! Missed, Antelope took off, there was a power post about 15 yards and as the Antelope was running away I wanted to get to the power post. He stopped! I stopped! Here we go again, this time worst, I'm really concentrating, and cross hair is really dancing. I'm trying harder... its coming down... down... down.... the cross hair I mean, coming down... Bang! Down he goes about 180 to 200 yards. What an experience! 210 Berger that had been chronographed at 3186 fps from the muzzle, very hot load, went in between the shoulder and the neck breaking all kinds of bones, entrance hole small enough to where I did not find it. I did not try too hard. The bullet did not come out but was found under the skin on the other side. Inside there had been lots of destruction but the jacket and the lead had separated. Death was instantaneous. I don't think I would have been so on an elk at that distance. Did not spend more time taking pictures because the stupid flies were all over eating the little animal... I was going to have nothing left. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif I was happy I got my antelope although it is a rather small one. Here in Nevada you can apply once every 5 years and I did not want to go home empty handed. Sorry this story is not about long range shooting but I thought some of you might enjoy and concider practicing standing up. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smirk.gif The Lord is Good!!! I believe that if it had been at 500 yards from the prone position would have been easier for me to conect on the first shot, but it took My Lord's help to do it at 200 or whatever that was from standing position. I'm 350 lbs, when you get that many pounds moving fast, it's a trip to say the least. So I'm giving my creator the glory!
