You Can't Be Serious.

[onelastshot]

I'm sorry, when a guy shows up at camp with 300 Winchester ammo and he's holding a 300 Weatherby, it means, he never sighted the rifle in and he hasn't even fired the damn thing. Send his mentally challenged sorry ass home. I wonder if i should buy some 6.5 Creedmoor and try it in my 6.5-284; the Creedmoor ammo is a lot cheaper!

 

[Eric Leonard]

I used to hunt with a group of guys and one of them consistently loaded two balls in his flintlock. No double charge though. More than one deer he shot had two holes in it. Not advocating anything just stating a fact.

He loaded 200 grs powder and two 405 gr Buffalo bullets. I didn’t stick around to see him light it off

 

[wasskeet]

Once saw a Remington Sendero in 7 Rem mag that had no scope mounted at a LGS. Word was fellow had not had it long and tried to shoot a stray dog with it. Missed, missed again and again followed up by attempting a coup de' grace by placing the muzzle end against the animal. The result was not told in regard to the dog, but the man survived with minor injuries. As for the Sendero - about halfway from chamber to muzzle, the barrel burst creating what looked like a bird-cage lamp stand or other. Nasty looking experiment.

 

[dave@aDave]

The first thing that comes to mind is, how many of those guys were purchasing cleaning supplies as well? I can promise you, none. A lot of these guys have never cleaned their rifle and expect it to shoot well. They go deer hunting year after year and the rifle never gets cleaned, let alone sighted in.

An elderly friend of mine in Utah (who was pretty much a hermit, but still an interesting person), walked 5 miles into town to the hardware store to buy some ammunition for what must have been among the first 30-30 that Winchester made.
The clerk asked him "What can we do for you today?".
He says that he needs some cartridges for his gun as deer season is approaching. Says that he wants 3.
The clerk asks "What are you going to do with 3 cartridges for your gun?".
My friend replied that one was for his deer, one was to clean his gun, and another fellow wanted one.
The only maintenance the rifle ever had in its life was when he got back to his house, he would shoot one round into the air to clean it.
By the way, he was an excellent shooter.

 

[Adam in WI]

The only maintenance the rifle ever had in its life was when he got back to his house, he would shoot one round into the air to clean it.

Now that's funny, lol
The round he put into the deer was "dirtier"?

 

[dave@aDave]

Now that's funny, lol
The round he put into the deer was "dirtier"?

I don't think so.
Just his notion of how to clean his rifle.
He was quite an interesting fellow.
The first time I met him was in 1965.

 

[Adam in WI]

Just his notion of how to clean his rifle.

Can't really fault his logic, just maybe his timing. How many would go out with a spotless barrel?

 

[dave@aDave]

Can't really fault his logic, just maybe his timing. How many would go out with a spotless barrel?

He told me that he only took one cartridge with him to go hunting. Said that was all that he ever needed.
After watching him shoot, I tend to believe him.

 

[Capt. Oblivious]

From a bit of a different angle ...

One of our LR steel clubs is located next to a small little private airstrip and restaurant (we actually use the restaurant as our clubhouse) where guys do parachuting over weekends.

One Saturday we are busy with a club final or something and we have around 100 guys shooting steel in 4 25 person relays at around 6 different distances so its busy, wind was pumping the entire day and here in the middle of a relay the wind stops and I assume these guys parachuting was caught out more then we were. Next moment it looks like an invasion from the air as you just see guys with their parachutes “landing” on our shooting range while people are engaging steel targets .

Another time were are having a fun shoot and the next thing you just see 4 guys coming over the 900y ridge on their motocross bikes zig zagging in between our gongs, i believe some one cut the boundary fence to come and chop down dead trees for firewood at some point and these bikers though it was a new route. They did eventually get the message when 2 pickups full of pissed off RO's chased them down

 

[KMart]

I don't think so.
Just his notion of how to clean his rifle.
He was quite an interesting fellow.
The first time I met him was in 1965.

Sounds like a man ahead of his time. These are for sale in gunshops around the country.

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[Jonnyofalltrades]

The absolute worst situation ever happened to a local family I know.
The 12 year old boy was shooting pigeons in the binyard(grain bins, I think Americans call them silos) with a .22. He was playing around with it, pointing it at his little sister and joking, "I'm going to shoot you!".
You can fill in the rest.
He is now an adult, and messed right up.
I blame the dad, as hard as it is to do. If a boy doesn't understand what sort of power he is dealing with, he shouldn't be unsupervised with a gun.

 

[shoot4fun]

I have no words to say. A picture says a thousand words, or shot pellets.

Doesn't count. They are LE boys.

 

[Doug Casner]

I just want to be clear. The guy who shot the win. mags in the weatherby was not in our bunch. He was from Detroit Im from Mo. Doug

 

[onelastshot]

Being 68 years young, I've had more than my fair share of the "idiots in action." When I was 16-17 growing up in Michigan, my father set up a hunt where we were invited to hunt on a gentleman's property who worked with my dad. Borrowed a motor home and my brother, father nephew and I made our way north. The gentleman had about 300 acres and there were two other similar sized properties on either side. We learned that the property west of us had family there together with mom and dad hunting. Second morning of the hunt we heard a shot on the property line and my nephew went over to see if they needed help. The wife was seated by herself sitting on a large rock, watching the power line that crossed the property. When my nephew asked her if she'd shot a deer she responded that she'd taken a "sound" shot. When he inquired what she meant, she explained that she'd heard what she thought was a deer in the bushes across the power line so she'd shot into the bushes. When he asked if she'd seen a deer , she said no, that her husband had told her about taking sound shots so that's what she'd done.

My father had us move to the other end of the property as far away from her as we could get and ended up cancelling the hunt, leaving the next morning.

 

[DShortt]

Being 68 years young, I've had more than my fair share of the "idiots in action." When I was 16-17 growing up in Michigan, my father set up a hunt where we were invited to hunt on a gentleman's property who worked with my dad. Borrowed a motor home and my brother, father nephew and I made our way north. The gentleman had about 300 acres and there were two other similar sized properties on either side. We learned that the property west of us had family there together with mom and dad hunting. Second morning of the hunt we heard a shot on the property line and my nephew went over to see if they needed help. The wife was seated by herself sitting on a large rock, watching the power line that crossed the property. When my nephew asked her if she'd shot a deer she responded that she'd taken a "sound" shot. When he inquired what she meant, she explained that she'd heard what she thought was a deer in the bushes across the power line so she'd shot into the bushes. When he asked if she'd seen a deer , she said no, that her husband had told her about taking sound shots so that's what she'd done.

My father had us move to the other end of the property as far away from her as we could get and ended up cancelling the hunt, leaving the next morning.

O M G

 

[46and2]

I've been asked more than a few times "what other caliber can I use in this rifle?". Most recently was a .300 WSM for which the owner couldn't find ammo locally and had been "advised" by several people that he could use other .300 magnum calibers.

That's exactly why people should never use the word caliber instead of cartridge!

 

[StandardVel]

I was squirrel hunting a few years ago at our private club. I was wearing an orange vest and walking a farm road 50 yards from the front gate. A new member drove through the gate and I waved as he took a turn towards the clubhouse a couple hundred yards through the woods.

Some dingdong had set up some targets on the opposite side of the woods from me and the new member thought it was a sanctioned range. The block of woods was thin and only about a hundred yards deep. I could hear him drop the gate on his SUV and rack the slide on a gun. Before I could hit the ground three bullets had already zipped past my head.

I made loud angry sounds and sprinted around to him while reading him the riot act. The man was very apologetic and obviously shaken. Before I could get home he had already emailed the man who runs the club and explained his stupidity in great detail. All was forgiven and he’s a really decent guy; just had a brain fart that nearly put extra holes in my melon.

 

[1K6BRA]

I have never hit so many wow emojis in response to reading any thread since becoming a member here eight years ago! Wow just Wow!!!! Taking a “sound shot” so far is the most outrageous

 

[jimmymac]

I have never hit so many wow emojis in response to reading any thread since becoming a member here eight years ago! Wow just Wow!!!! Taking a “sound shot” so far is the most outrageous

I wowed you back! Sound shot is certainly right up there with the dry firing incident on an all clear with guys down range.

 

[AlNyhus]

From some tall slough grass, I was calling coyotes across a small frozen lake. There was some movement along the steep embankment on the far side which I thought might be some deer that had been bedded there. Slowly raised my binocs up and saw two deer hunters looking through their scopes right toward where I was tucked in!

That'll get your attention, believe me.