Jimm
Well-Known Member
I didn't say longest shot , just most memorable . Of course , they may be the same.
OK , since I started it I get to go first
My brother and I were boating along in a flooded backwater looking for a place to hunt whitetails that had been pushed up on the dry ground left ( we're talking hundreds of square miles here ) just off the main channel in the White river bottoms. If you want to locate this area do a search south of Duvalls Bluff .
The day was still and we were enjoying the mild temps ( 35 or so ) as we eased along in our flat bottom boat. I didn't have my rifle as we had decided tha t one was enough for our " sight see " .
Sun on my face , I can still see that day as if I were still there . We were gliding along in a flooded beanfield when I spotted a crow walking back and forth on a spit of dry ground that couldn't have been more than a half inch out of the water( at this point it may be best to suspend all belief , cause Roy thinks I'm a big old liar anyway /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif )
My brother is running the boat ..............I look back at him ...............he shakes his head , so I pick up his remmy .243 that has been laying in a soft case between us and push around in the chamber .
The crow is walking back and forth and I don't have a clue what the distance is and am not even thinking about it .
The boat is going about 5 mph left , the crow is standing still at about 150yds. I raise the rifle and track back to the crow .............and touch the rifle off.
It exploded !! I waited a bit , then looked back at my brother , he only shook his head !! We have never spoken of it since .
Okie doke , I told my big old lie , so ,, why should you not tell yours ?
BTW, after you do tell all I have a good one to tell at the finish .
Jim B.
OK , since I started it I get to go first
My brother and I were boating along in a flooded backwater looking for a place to hunt whitetails that had been pushed up on the dry ground left ( we're talking hundreds of square miles here ) just off the main channel in the White river bottoms. If you want to locate this area do a search south of Duvalls Bluff .
The day was still and we were enjoying the mild temps ( 35 or so ) as we eased along in our flat bottom boat. I didn't have my rifle as we had decided tha t one was enough for our " sight see " .
Sun on my face , I can still see that day as if I were still there . We were gliding along in a flooded beanfield when I spotted a crow walking back and forth on a spit of dry ground that couldn't have been more than a half inch out of the water( at this point it may be best to suspend all belief , cause Roy thinks I'm a big old liar anyway /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif )
My brother is running the boat ..............I look back at him ...............he shakes his head , so I pick up his remmy .243 that has been laying in a soft case between us and push around in the chamber .
The crow is walking back and forth and I don't have a clue what the distance is and am not even thinking about it .
The boat is going about 5 mph left , the crow is standing still at about 150yds. I raise the rifle and track back to the crow .............and touch the rifle off.
It exploded !! I waited a bit , then looked back at my brother , he only shook his head !! We have never spoken of it since .
Okie doke , I told my big old lie , so ,, why should you not tell yours ?
BTW, after you do tell all I have a good one to tell at the finish .
Jim B.