We had 4 around us in one spot yapping all over in the 3-4' tall grasses in NE and although my bud got off 2 shots, nothing was to be found, even though I told him I heard it thwap solid.
This went on for 45 min....with nothing to show for it except jungle fever in that tall CRP stuff....yea and a lot of skeeter nips even as we were drenched in the anti skeeter spray.
4:45am we stopped in a spot we drove by 3 times last night, getting the early light & enough time for a last set so we trudge through 300 yards of hay ready to be cut, set up at the edge next to an open rotating crop field. You can see the snowline trees way in the back on the hill where it came out of. About 6 min into calling one came flying out of no place and its trotting to the caller. I see it and drop my thermal, toss up the MMR AR15, tracking it broadside since its not stopping, then it spins right behind the shockwave for a skinny frontal shot and stops about 40 yards behind it & above it on the slope. I see its thinking what the heck it that...Oh crap....BAM drops on the spot w/a 55g vmax into its chest, no exit. 117 steps to it.
I finish the AM off with 1 the ground at least, yup camera is in the truck and you can see my hay trail I pulled it through to the road.
Big ol male, sharp teeth and 32lbs, it ate well Saturday night on the ranch, nice & fat, & another 2 pointer tail.
This went on for 45 min....with nothing to show for it except jungle fever in that tall CRP stuff....yea and a lot of skeeter nips even as we were drenched in the anti skeeter spray.
4:45am we stopped in a spot we drove by 3 times last night, getting the early light & enough time for a last set so we trudge through 300 yards of hay ready to be cut, set up at the edge next to an open rotating crop field. You can see the snowline trees way in the back on the hill where it came out of. About 6 min into calling one came flying out of no place and its trotting to the caller. I see it and drop my thermal, toss up the MMR AR15, tracking it broadside since its not stopping, then it spins right behind the shockwave for a skinny frontal shot and stops about 40 yards behind it & above it on the slope. I see its thinking what the heck it that...Oh crap....BAM drops on the spot w/a 55g vmax into its chest, no exit. 117 steps to it.
I finish the AM off with 1 the ground at least, yup camera is in the truck and you can see my hay trail I pulled it through to the road.
Big ol male, sharp teeth and 32lbs, it ate well Saturday night on the ranch, nice & fat, & another 2 pointer tail.
