This is our general firearm too.
I shot another one tonight.
It all started this morning. I went hunting where I went yesterday albeit in a diferent spot. About 7:30-8:00 I saw a deer run off to my right, but didn't get a shot. A few minutes later the deer had come back and I was able to see it better. It was a really nice buck. Well he ran to my left and stopped and I was able to get off a quick shot.
Well he ran off and I discovered my brother in law had scared him back to me (before the shot). We found blood but he had run to another block of woods. Well the guy who was with my BIL chased him off! :x :x :x He run him off to a property a mile or so from where I had shot him! :evil: :evil: :evil: They run me to the car and left. Boy I was ticked. I searched but I never found where exactly he ran. :cry: Dang cut fields don't show any blood.
Well I called it a morning and went home for a lunch and then back to my spot. I ran into my father in law and he had heard what happened. Well anyway I hunted a spot for an hour before my wife came to get me. Told me to get over to one of my FIL's good properties. Said he was ticked at my BIL and wanted to make it up to me.
Well I was there for about 45 minutes before they all showed (FIL, my wife, and my GOOD BIL- Cody). We spread and sat the field edge for a while but didn't see anything. I asked Cody what was at the top of the hill behind us and found out it was another field. Well Cody and I climbed it and decided to head down the other side.
After we crested it he saw 2 deer and I ranged them at 271 yds. I noticed they were feeding in the cut corn field and that they were coming towards us. I told Cody that if I could get to 200 I could shoot. I crawled forward everytime their heads were down and stopped when they weren't. I had got 10 yds when I noticed a deer at the base of the hill. I ranged it and got 220. I crawled another 20 and 3 more deer ran towards the closest one. At about the same time 2 more came in 300+ to my left. I ranged the closest and got 201- close enough. I got my Omega up to my shoulder and prone at 201 yds took my shot. I shot at the closest deer since I could not see any size difference through my scope. Also I should note that it was almost the end of shooting hours.
Anyway after the smoke cleared I stood up and looked down but didn't see anything. I started shaking. I asked Cody if he saw where it had ran since half the deer ran (those closest to the one I shot at). I told Cody we might as well walk down and check for blood before we ran out of light. We had gotten halfway down and I saw some white 6 or 7 corn rows in. I brought my Omega up and scoped it. Dead deer! Well we walked the rest of the way down while Cody was telling me that was the most fun he'd had all season! When we got to the deer we noticed it was a little small. Another Doe Fawn! :shock: I could not tell any difference in the animals and just shot the closest one. Well we walked back and got my FIL and my wife. Told em about the deer and we got in the truck and went to get it. Angie said she was tired of hunting and said she'd tag it so she could be done for the year.
As a result I still have a buck tag and my FIL told me I could hunt the property again! They saw a real bruiser in there this morning! :grin:
Finally found the exit hole. It went in 2" right of spine and exited out the left buttock. 1' of both loins are ruined from being bloodshot to hell. The hole in the ribs I can almost stick my fist into. The 245 Barnes is definetly a good bullet. :grin:
