wahoowad
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Good post Selemdog. Sounds like you have plenty of action left. Go get em!
What an awesome evening it was yesterday. Not as hot as it has been recently, a tad less humidity. Towards the end of the evening it started getting too dark to shoot but I just didn't want to leave. I sat there in the middle of a field listening to the sounds of summer. A lone cow mooing off in the distance, cicadas and other night bugs, a dog barking off in the distance....it made me think back to the good old days when I was kid and we didn't want to come inside after it got dark.
It helps when you've had a good evening popping a few groundhogs. This new place is still producing and last night I scored #13 there in less than a week (I've made 3 trips). I went 4 for 4 with the 2 longest being 250 and 270 yards. Last night I decided to leave the 17 Fireball at home and instead brought the Savage Predator 243. Several 'hogs were seen at less than 100 yards so I saved them for next time when I think I can set up differently for a more satisfying long shot.
Top center in the far distance is a row of hay bales. I had to climb up on top and take my shot to clear the grass in the way.
This one was taken at 270 yards. I had to low crawl a good distance to get a shot without risk of spooking him. As I engaged him in the scope and was trying to steady my shot I massive bead of sweat rolled down into my non-scope eye and boy did it burn! I found my shot and lobbed a 58 grain V-Max over to the hillside where he was grazing. A solid POP! echoed back and it went DRT still.
While watching to enure the prior one didn't try to crawl off I noticed a grey head stick up from another hole, probably curious about what caused that loud noise. It was closer but only showed me his head so that is what I put the next V-Max through.
What an awesome evening it was yesterday. Not as hot as it has been recently, a tad less humidity. Towards the end of the evening it started getting too dark to shoot but I just didn't want to leave. I sat there in the middle of a field listening to the sounds of summer. A lone cow mooing off in the distance, cicadas and other night bugs, a dog barking off in the distance....it made me think back to the good old days when I was kid and we didn't want to come inside after it got dark.
It helps when you've had a good evening popping a few groundhogs. This new place is still producing and last night I scored #13 there in less than a week (I've made 3 trips). I went 4 for 4 with the 2 longest being 250 and 270 yards. Last night I decided to leave the 17 Fireball at home and instead brought the Savage Predator 243. Several 'hogs were seen at less than 100 yards so I saved them for next time when I think I can set up differently for a more satisfying long shot.
Top center in the far distance is a row of hay bales. I had to climb up on top and take my shot to clear the grass in the way.
This one was taken at 270 yards. I had to low crawl a good distance to get a shot without risk of spooking him. As I engaged him in the scope and was trying to steady my shot I massive bead of sweat rolled down into my non-scope eye and boy did it burn! I found my shot and lobbed a 58 grain V-Max over to the hillside where he was grazing. A solid POP! echoed back and it went DRT still.
While watching to enure the prior one didn't try to crawl off I noticed a grey head stick up from another hole, probably curious about what caused that loud noise. It was closer but only showed me his head so that is what I put the next V-Max through.