Tim
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this has not been my best year for hunting.
- March...dropped a bunch of $$ on a hog hunt with some friends. We all came home empty. I had a shot, and somehow had a clean miss right at 100yds.
- a couple weeks ago, SC muzzleloader deer season. Had a nice one sneak up behind me. Was able to get a bead on it after about 10 minutes playing peek-a-boo. Dropped the hammer and had a hang fire...hammer drop, wait a couple beats, priming powders sizzles, wait a beat, boom! Needless to say, that deer was 3 counties away by time the shit went off. First time in 30 years hunting with this rifle that I've had that.
- now the kicker, and the one that's had me in a real funk all week. I took off a couple days last week to hunt. Went to the rifle range Friday morning and couldn't get my .308 to group at all with a hunting load. I had my 6.5CM with me and remembered that dude I got it from tossed in a box of Hornady ELD-X Precision Hunter. I dug that out and...SWEET....Within a 1/4" of my target load's zero at 100 and 200. Looks like a winner!
So I get to the stand and it's a beautiful afternoon. Around 1800 I get into another round of peek-a-boo with a good sized doe. After a couple minutes I've got a good clean shot broadside about 67 yds. Another hunter a ways from us takes a shot, so the doe is distracted while I get a good sight picture and pull the trigger.
She does the whole "crouch, stumble, jump" bit and heads into the woods. I can hear her crashing around for a couple seconds, then nothing. I figured she's down and I'd gather my things, give it a good 10mins or so to be sure then go retrieve.
Anyway...there good blood at the impact site. Nice bright red. I can see blood on the far side, meaning there was pass through. I'm not worried, because at that distance I'd expect an exit wound.
Anyway....I stepped into the woods (actually a bunch of briar/thorn thickets) and there's good blood for a couple feet....then nothing obvious. I thought that was odd because I KNOW I hit her good. I can pick out the route she took so I just followed along until...nothing. Trail dried up.
So I head back to the beginning and grab my light and marking tape. I was able to follow blood...one tiny speck at a time...for about 20 yards. ~12-15 of which was literally on hands and knees going in circles spotting one drop here and there.
Fairly obvious where I'm going with this. I never did recover her. A couple guys...including a 10year old kid... from the club joined in the search. After about 3 hours, we gave it up. The briars were so thick you couldn't hardly move. Hearing that youngster asking his dad about "do you think she's just hurt? If she dies it will be a waste..." just got to me really bad. I've been in a funk ever since.
The next day I shot a 3 gun match that just a few miles from the lease. I just wasn't feeling the match, so I bailed out after the second stage and went back looking. Still couldn't find her.
One of my friends that was at the match told me about shooting a deer with that same ELD-x bullet last year that he had to finish off with a handgun because of zero bullet expansion, a through-n-through at about 300 yds. I don't want to blame equipment, it's all on me, but I certainly won't be using that load again. I KNOW i hit in the vitals, maybe a touch high given a 65 yd shot and 100yd zero.
Anyway, I just wanted to vent. I know lost game happens; it just hasn't happened to me since I was a teenager. That time dad had me crawling on hands and knees until 2 am before he'd let me give up the search. A lesson well taught and long remembered.
- March...dropped a bunch of $$ on a hog hunt with some friends. We all came home empty. I had a shot, and somehow had a clean miss right at 100yds.
- a couple weeks ago, SC muzzleloader deer season. Had a nice one sneak up behind me. Was able to get a bead on it after about 10 minutes playing peek-a-boo. Dropped the hammer and had a hang fire...hammer drop, wait a couple beats, priming powders sizzles, wait a beat, boom! Needless to say, that deer was 3 counties away by time the shit went off. First time in 30 years hunting with this rifle that I've had that.
- now the kicker, and the one that's had me in a real funk all week. I took off a couple days last week to hunt. Went to the rifle range Friday morning and couldn't get my .308 to group at all with a hunting load. I had my 6.5CM with me and remembered that dude I got it from tossed in a box of Hornady ELD-X Precision Hunter. I dug that out and...SWEET....Within a 1/4" of my target load's zero at 100 and 200. Looks like a winner!
So I get to the stand and it's a beautiful afternoon. Around 1800 I get into another round of peek-a-boo with a good sized doe. After a couple minutes I've got a good clean shot broadside about 67 yds. Another hunter a ways from us takes a shot, so the doe is distracted while I get a good sight picture and pull the trigger.
She does the whole "crouch, stumble, jump" bit and heads into the woods. I can hear her crashing around for a couple seconds, then nothing. I figured she's down and I'd gather my things, give it a good 10mins or so to be sure then go retrieve.
Anyway...there good blood at the impact site. Nice bright red. I can see blood on the far side, meaning there was pass through. I'm not worried, because at that distance I'd expect an exit wound.
Anyway....I stepped into the woods (actually a bunch of briar/thorn thickets) and there's good blood for a couple feet....then nothing obvious. I thought that was odd because I KNOW I hit her good. I can pick out the route she took so I just followed along until...nothing. Trail dried up.
So I head back to the beginning and grab my light and marking tape. I was able to follow blood...one tiny speck at a time...for about 20 yards. ~12-15 of which was literally on hands and knees going in circles spotting one drop here and there.
Fairly obvious where I'm going with this. I never did recover her. A couple guys...including a 10year old kid... from the club joined in the search. After about 3 hours, we gave it up. The briars were so thick you couldn't hardly move. Hearing that youngster asking his dad about "do you think she's just hurt? If she dies it will be a waste..." just got to me really bad. I've been in a funk ever since.
The next day I shot a 3 gun match that just a few miles from the lease. I just wasn't feeling the match, so I bailed out after the second stage and went back looking. Still couldn't find her.
One of my friends that was at the match told me about shooting a deer with that same ELD-x bullet last year that he had to finish off with a handgun because of zero bullet expansion, a through-n-through at about 300 yds. I don't want to blame equipment, it's all on me, but I certainly won't be using that load again. I KNOW i hit in the vitals, maybe a touch high given a 65 yd shot and 100yd zero.
Anyway, I just wanted to vent. I know lost game happens; it just hasn't happened to me since I was a teenager. That time dad had me crawling on hands and knees until 2 am before he'd let me give up the search. A lesson well taught and long remembered.
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