Ridgewalker
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I sure hope the folks at PETA never see this thread. We would all be in big touble! 
Guns: What's the best shot you ever made?
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I sure hope the folks at PETA never see this thread. We would all be in big touble!
PETA -- does that mean People Eating Tasty Animals???:licking::licking:
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No matter how hard we tried, as kids we were never able to shoot a scissortailed flycatcher in flight. We had an urban legend going that they could see the shot coming and dodge it before it got to them.
BTW: They are the state bird of Oklahoma, so they're probably illegal to shoot there.
BTW: They are the state bird of Oklahoma, so they're probably illegal to shoot there.
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And Jim, I guess you know the mockingbird is the state bird of Texas and I can remember when we shot every mockingbird and blue jay we could in Oklahoma because they were so hard on fruit crops.
Has anyone noticed how many of these anecdotes involve small caliber guns? Here's my contribution .
I was headed to work on a sparsely used road one morning when I espied a ruffed grouse setting in the road. I opened the truck door and rested my Marlin .22 in the V between the door and the cab. (illegal as H*** in Maine, but the statutes have long run out) I aimed just below the head and dropped the bird; then paced back 97 yards to the truck. I couldn't believe it, until I confirmed it with a string box. normally wouldn't have attempted the shot, but was in a funky mood that day. Sopmetimes it really is better to be lucky than good.
I was headed to work on a sparsely used road one morning when I espied a ruffed grouse setting in the road. I opened the truck door and rested my Marlin .22 in the V between the door and the cab. (illegal as H*** in Maine, but the statutes have long run out) I aimed just below the head and dropped the bird; then paced back 97 yards to the truck. I couldn't believe it, until I confirmed it with a string box. normally wouldn't have attempted the shot, but was in a funky mood that day. Sopmetimes it really is better to be lucky than good.
archeryantny
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175yd off hand shot with a marlin model 60 with iron sights. I compensated about 2-3 feet above the target. In the time the bullet reached its destination I was able to resolve a lot of problems with my mother. it felt like forever! Haven't tried that shot in a while but i was able to do it consistently for years.
. it felt like forever! Haven't tried that shot in a while but i was able to do it consistently for years.
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I was out duck hunting on the lake in my duck boat with my dog alone early one morning as the sun began to rise above the horizon.
It was an absolute freezing cold high wind blistering day with whitecaps all over the lake and the wind howling down from the north into my ears. I was frozen to the bone and shivering, waves were crashing against the side of the boat and sending cold water splashing onto me. One by one, my four dozen decoys were floating away in the rough water. I wondered what in the world was I doing out here in the dangerous mess alone with my dog?
I looked far down the southern shoreline to my right and could see a small speck of something skirting the over the tall reeds bordering the edge of the lake almost 3/4 of a mile away. I watched as the speck grew larger and larger and realized it was a flock of duck heading my way.
I crouched down low with my dog and peered over the gun rail towards the low flying flock of ducks headed up the shoreline my way. When they entered the edge of decoys, I rose up onto my knees and fired my Browning Citori over-under 12 gauge 3" magnum with #2 steel twice, emptying both barrels.
Unbelievably, three large ducks smacked down into the waves about 50 feet in front of me. My English Springer Spaniel jumped over the gun rail and into the raging white water and picked up one duck, then went out for another and came back with a second duck in his mouth. I grabbed him and started up the motor and idled out into the rough water to pick up the third dead duck.
Looking closely at the three dead ducks, I suddenly realized that I had two beautiful Pin Tail Drakes and Pin Tail hen, which was exactly two Pin Tails over the limit.....
I snuck back to the boat ramp and winched the duck boat onto the trailer and sneaked out of the parking lot as quiet as possible.
Then I immediately headed over to the local taxidermist's office.
Those three Pin Tails are all mounted in a wonderful collage of driftwood and ducks on the wall of my living room.
I've gotten a couple of doubles here and then, but never a triple like that.
Here was my dog Amos:
And here are some of the waterfowl:
It was an absolute freezing cold high wind blistering day with whitecaps all over the lake and the wind howling down from the north into my ears. I was frozen to the bone and shivering, waves were crashing against the side of the boat and sending cold water splashing onto me. One by one, my four dozen decoys were floating away in the rough water. I wondered what in the world was I doing out here in the dangerous mess alone with my dog?
I looked far down the southern shoreline to my right and could see a small speck of something skirting the over the tall reeds bordering the edge of the lake almost 3/4 of a mile away. I watched as the speck grew larger and larger and realized it was a flock of duck heading my way.
I crouched down low with my dog and peered over the gun rail towards the low flying flock of ducks headed up the shoreline my way. When they entered the edge of decoys, I rose up onto my knees and fired my Browning Citori over-under 12 gauge 3" magnum with #2 steel twice, emptying both barrels.
Unbelievably, three large ducks smacked down into the waves about 50 feet in front of me. My English Springer Spaniel jumped over the gun rail and into the raging white water and picked up one duck, then went out for another and came back with a second duck in his mouth. I grabbed him and started up the motor and idled out into the rough water to pick up the third dead duck.
Looking closely at the three dead ducks, I suddenly realized that I had two beautiful Pin Tail Drakes and Pin Tail hen, which was exactly two Pin Tails over the limit.....
I snuck back to the boat ramp and winched the duck boat onto the trailer and sneaked out of the parking lot as quiet as possible.
Then I immediately headed over to the local taxidermist's office.
Those three Pin Tails are all mounted in a wonderful collage of driftwood and ducks on the wall of my living room.
I've gotten a couple of doubles here and then, but never a triple like that.
Here was my dog Amos:
And here are some of the waterfowl:
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horsebroke
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Since some others have taken a bit of licence with the subject, I'll try, too.
Does a golf ball shot count???
My wife was VERY new to golf, back in Virginia in mid-80's. On one hole, there was a small pond directly in front of the tee box. The cart path went to the right around the pond to the fairway. A tree was beside the cart path.
Water made her VERY nervous. She teed up, took a mighty swing, and hit the ball way out on the toe of the club. Ball went almost dead right.
Knocked a squirrel out of that tree! GREAT SHOT!
Does a golf ball shot count???
My wife was VERY new to golf, back in Virginia in mid-80's. On one hole, there was a small pond directly in front of the tee box. The cart path went to the right around the pond to the fairway. A tree was beside the cart path.
Water made her VERY nervous. She teed up, took a mighty swing, and hit the ball way out on the toe of the club. Ball went almost dead right.
Knocked a squirrel out of that tree! GREAT SHOT!
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Yes, golf balls count! So do rocks, snowballs, etc... that should open it up some! :thumbsup:
I once made a hole in one on a disc golf course. Hold #8 at Madelin Bertrand Park in Niles, Michigan. A nice snaking tunnel of a fairway carved through an oak forest that makes a right, a left and a right. Only about 150', but man, see if you can take a disk of plastic, throw it and make it change directions three times before wanging the chains!
I once made a hole in one on a disc golf course. Hold #8 at Madelin Bertrand Park in Niles, Michigan. A nice snaking tunnel of a fairway carved through an oak forest that makes a right, a left and a right. Only about 150', but man, see if you can take a disk of plastic, throw it and make it change directions three times before wanging the chains!
