" As I lifted the bolt of my Remington Varmint Synthetic rifle, my mind raced back to the beginning of my hobby of shooting prairie dogs. Back in the 70's an acquaintance of mine showed me some pictures that he had taken on a p'dog shoot. Being a resident of Louisiana, I considered varmint hunting to be shooting coyotes, crows, and an occasional fox. Now a new seed was planted in my mind... prairie dog shooting. However, these rodents are indigenous to the prairies, which are far removed from Louisiana. Who would drive a thousand miles or more to shoot rodents?
The idea was placed on the back burner for many years, until one day in the fall of 1990. While perusing the used gun rack at my brother's gun shop in Bossier City, the p'dog subject came up. My brother introduced me to Wayne Tabor who had taken the plunge and had driven to Kadoka, SD to shoot p'dogs. Well...kindred minds met and we began to plan for a '91 trip.
Wayne asked me what firearms did I have suitable to shoot these critters. I told him of my SAKO .223 and a Ruger #1 in .220 Swift. He agreed that I had the necessary armament for the job. Wayne stated that he planned to use two rifles.. a Remington Police Sniper in .223 and a Remington 40X in .22/.250. He told me that fragile bullets are a MUST for the job. The farmers and ranchers of the area frown on ricochets, and they will ask you to leave the area if they detect any. Wayne found an accurate (and cheap) fragile bullet in the 50 grain Remington Power-lokt hollowpoint. I used 52 grain Speer HP in the Swift, and Speer TNT's for the .223.
Since both of us are educators and would be out of school, we chose the last week of June for our trip. We left Shreveport at 4:00 AM on June 26th, 1991, headed to Kadoka with enough armament to start a medium revolution in a 3rd world nation. Wayne added a 6mm Remington and I added a .22 Long Rifle rimfire at the last minute.
As Louisiana, Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, and Nebraska were in the rearview mirror, our destination neared.
By sunrise the next day, we were at the motel in Kadoka and got our licenses, and permits to hunt the Rosebud Indian Reservation. Off to the field we ventured and I had the first shot....an easy 150 yard one. MISSED! Wayne said that I shot high. After that the hits got much easier and we shot ~ 350 rounds each that first day. I WAS HOOKED!
We brought out the .22/.250 and the Swift for some long range shooting the next day. Both of us made some spectacular hits and some spectacular misses at the longer distances. I ran out of ammo on the 3rd day but borrowed some .223 rounds from Wayne.
All good things must end and the 4th day found us on the road back to Louisiana. Shooting prairie dogs is
akin to drinking water from the Zambeze River. It is stated that if one drinks water from the Zambeze, he/she must return. I don't know about that, but I do know that I had to return to the p'dog towns.
I have returned...to Newcastle, WY in 1992, Encampment, WY in '93, '94, & will return in '95."
I can't believe that this first p'dog shoot was 33 years ago. I have shot these rodents in CO, WY, SD, and NE with my favorite being Wyoming. Wayne and I added two friends to our party - Bucky Murdock and John Boughton, both of these men have since passed away, but the memories are vivid.
Please excuse the length of this post, but this is the write-up I made back then for The Varmint Hunter Magazine. If you have thought about such a varmint hunt...go for it. James Mock
The idea was placed on the back burner for many years, until one day in the fall of 1990. While perusing the used gun rack at my brother's gun shop in Bossier City, the p'dog subject came up. My brother introduced me to Wayne Tabor who had taken the plunge and had driven to Kadoka, SD to shoot p'dogs. Well...kindred minds met and we began to plan for a '91 trip.
Wayne asked me what firearms did I have suitable to shoot these critters. I told him of my SAKO .223 and a Ruger #1 in .220 Swift. He agreed that I had the necessary armament for the job. Wayne stated that he planned to use two rifles.. a Remington Police Sniper in .223 and a Remington 40X in .22/.250. He told me that fragile bullets are a MUST for the job. The farmers and ranchers of the area frown on ricochets, and they will ask you to leave the area if they detect any. Wayne found an accurate (and cheap) fragile bullet in the 50 grain Remington Power-lokt hollowpoint. I used 52 grain Speer HP in the Swift, and Speer TNT's for the .223.
Since both of us are educators and would be out of school, we chose the last week of June for our trip. We left Shreveport at 4:00 AM on June 26th, 1991, headed to Kadoka with enough armament to start a medium revolution in a 3rd world nation. Wayne added a 6mm Remington and I added a .22 Long Rifle rimfire at the last minute.
As Louisiana, Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, and Nebraska were in the rearview mirror, our destination neared.
By sunrise the next day, we were at the motel in Kadoka and got our licenses, and permits to hunt the Rosebud Indian Reservation. Off to the field we ventured and I had the first shot....an easy 150 yard one. MISSED! Wayne said that I shot high. After that the hits got much easier and we shot ~ 350 rounds each that first day. I WAS HOOKED!
We brought out the .22/.250 and the Swift for some long range shooting the next day. Both of us made some spectacular hits and some spectacular misses at the longer distances. I ran out of ammo on the 3rd day but borrowed some .223 rounds from Wayne.
All good things must end and the 4th day found us on the road back to Louisiana. Shooting prairie dogs is
akin to drinking water from the Zambeze River. It is stated that if one drinks water from the Zambeze, he/she must return. I don't know about that, but I do know that I had to return to the p'dog towns.
I have returned...to Newcastle, WY in 1992, Encampment, WY in '93, '94, & will return in '95."
I can't believe that this first p'dog shoot was 33 years ago. I have shot these rodents in CO, WY, SD, and NE with my favorite being Wyoming. Wayne and I added two friends to our party - Bucky Murdock and John Boughton, both of these men have since passed away, but the memories are vivid.
Please excuse the length of this post, but this is the write-up I made back then for The Varmint Hunter Magazine. If you have thought about such a varmint hunt...go for it. James Mock