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Not a great story but i will share it:

I had had my first pcp for a day (daystate air ranger) and after a little plinking went out after some bunnies. stalked after a few but they dont stick around long around these parts and most bolted into the hedge before i was in a comfortable killing range.. Anway after spotting a few jumping into a hedge at the bottom end of a meadow i decided to ambush the little blitters and set up next to a patch of stingers. I was confident i could take a bunny out with ease with my new airrifle and sat in wait.. After only about 5 mins, out pops thumper and i squeeze off a shot. straigh behind the eye.. BUT as i ran over to fetch the ranger's first blood it kicked (with nerves) and rolled down the hole it just came up! The angle of the hole and goodness knows what else happend but it went right the way down and i could do nothing but poke it with a stick... The next day i set up in the same spot and again, after 5 or 10 mins out pops mr rabbit. Again, aimed just behind the eye, i take the shot. Down he (or she) goes. Again close to the hole the first one rolled down.. i watched it through the scope this time incase i needed to give a second shot. But i had caught it in the right place and its legs were just wobbeling about. I happily storrled over to the rabbit and what happens? Yes.. as i am about 2-3 meters away the kicking go more vigorous. I was sure it was out cold (dead!) But it rolled and wriggled and yep. you guessed it. Down the hole it went! I dont know if this hole has a magnet for dead rabbits but it seems like it! Anyway i wasnt having it and after about half an hour of scrapping and poking i pulled out the second rabbit. There were many flies about from the first one so that was dead aswell! Hope you like it. it was a funny couple of days and two almost lucky rabbits! Oh and the second rabbit actually rolled over the blood from the first one! Haha, thats how close they were!

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A funny but true story from my trip with Fenny yesterday ,while driving the van along a grass ride along side a wood I came across a large stoat that had grabbed a good sized rabbit around the neck ,I seeing the van the stoat legged it leaving the still twitching rabbit on the ride , not one to miss a easy opportunity I jumped out and necked it , first thing in the bag and not a shot fired :lol:

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What sort of farming would you like to do ?

Im guessing that question was aimed at me? :yes: Well i hope to go into the family business. We farm about 1500 acres (all arable) we rent most of it and also contract. No one else is really interested in the farm so its only me going in to it. Its a bit worrying really. Ive got to learn fast once im out of school :rolleyes: But i have picked up alot already. I enjoy it aswell :)

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Im guessing that question was aimed at me? :yes: Well i hope to go into the family business. We farm about 1500 acres (all arable) we rent most of it and also contract. No one else is really interested in the farm so its only me going in to it. Its a bit worrying really. Ive got to learn fast once im out of school :rolleyes: But i have picked up alot already. I enjoy it aswell :)

 

Sorry - was aimed at you! :good:

 

Good to hear - too many "family farms" where the next generation aren't taking it on. If my parents had farmed I'd have been all over it like a rash! (And yeah, I appreciate the hours, the life style, the constant call out potential, the risk etc...)

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Once upon a time,in a far far away place a long long time ago(here and last tuesday) two brave men decided to try and put food on the family table.They braved 10 mile an hour gusts of wind and also savage waves of light drizzle that if you stood in wind would create a drip from your nose every 2 hours.(when i say drip i mean if i squinted my eyes i could see something sitting on the end of my beak,but it was more than likely snot).After making the 15 miles journey in treacherous condition,with weary feet,mildly damp from the savage weather and eyes watery and struggling to see i put up the Jeep window,turned the heating down and switched off the engine.Many hardy souls would have thought better about stepping out in these condition,but these two jocks were made of sterner stuff and took great delight in getting the cold weather gear on and thinking,those Morris Dancers doon south wouldnt hack this.When they finally were ready,one said to the other,"where did you put the guns"?On this the other replied,"oh ****,i thought you put them in"!Reminiscent to a Laurel and Hardy scene this went on for a few minutes before they ******* off home and lived happy ever after. :blush:

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On a night out testing our new ns 50's my hunting partner dropped a 40yd bugs clean. He mooched over in total darkness to collect his prize when I heard and felt an almighty thud followed by a lot of wheezing and grunting. He'd stepped off a stile straight down a 2ft hole in the deck (luckily the rabbit in his game bag cusioned him a bit). I managed about 30 secs to see if he was ok but the following hour was wasted hunting time as the giggles had set in, he is about 18 stone of idiot. Dunno if it would have been funnier if I'd seen it rather than just heard it but I did get to see the burst bunny in his game bag.

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On a night out testing our new ns 50's my hunting partner dropped a 40yd bugs clean. He mooched over in total darkness to collect his prize when I heard and felt an almighty thud followed by a lot of wheezing and grunting. He'd stepped off a stile straight down a 2ft hole in the deck (luckily the rabbit in his game bag cusioned him a bit). I managed about 30 secs to see if he was ok but the following hour was wasted hunting time as the giggles had set in, he is about 18 stone of idiot. Dunno if it would have been funnier if I'd seen it rather than just heard it but I did get to see the burst bunny in his game bag.

at least Nobby it did not need gutting!!!!!!!,

how are you getting on with Ns50 i have this setup as well

the NS200 the colour camera version , the ns50 works well on my

fac .20 rapid out to 60--70 yds , the ns 200 i use on my .22LR rimfire

for the longer shots.

atb brian

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Has to be this one.

Understand that unlike some permissions this one in particular is a "one for the pot" permission as apposed to "100 for the game dealer" so the shooting is slow and involves stalking and usally difficult and rewarding shots, and ive often come home empty handed from this particular permission and im never surprised to do so.

The permission steadily rises then dropps of leaving a blind hill where the land drops away on a banking on the right side of this hill, and normally the wind blows right to left, so i walk up the left hand side to the top of the hill where the rabbits usally are in the evenings this way my scent it carried away with the wind ( thats the idea ).

On this particular outing the wind blew from left to right, i changed my tactic and walked up the right hand side up through the dip in the land on the right hand side and slowly approached the top of the hill. When i neared the top i looked through my scope ( eyesight is **** for detail and i have no bino's ) and saw two bunny ears, dropping to the ground i crawled to the cest of the hill and there were four rabbits sat out ranging from about 20 - 50 yards, two in the hedgeside and one in the midde of the dip and one further maybee 20 yards of the hedge and 50 yards away from me ( way out of range.).

realising my luck i dropped below the crest and cocked the BSA murcury crawled to the crest and took the first shot stone dead on the nearer one about 25 yards in the hedge back, the one behind it bolted and the other two stayed, i rose to a knee and without taking my eyes of the rabbit re loaded and quckly squeezed of another shot, the last rabbit bolted and got away.

Two for two shots, i couldnt believe my luck.

I called it a day and walked back to wards the gate, and just on the left hedge side was a rabbit. I dropped the rabbits and lay 30 yards from where i had seen the rabbit in the hedge back. I had the scope focused on the spot where i had seen it, and i was about to give up as i took my eye away from the scope i saw it about five yards to the right of where i had been looking -.- i squeezed of another shot and got it.

Has to be one of the most rewarding and fun evenings i have had shooting there. 3 shots 3 rabbits, chuffed!

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at least Nobby it did not need gutting!!!!!!!,

how are you getting on with Ns50 i have this setup as well

the NS200 the colour camera version , the ns50 works well on my

fac .20 rapid out to 60--70 yds , the ns 200 i use on my .22LR rimfire

for the longer shots.

atb brian

 

Getting on well with them. took advive from here and put some green filter gel on the screen which has all but got rid of the issue of being lit up. the only problem is judging distance at times. But it is a quality bit of kit. more practice needed, gonna get a yukon recorder for it and hopefully you've been framed should pay for my set up.

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Once upon a time,in a far far away place a long long time ago(here and last tuesday) two brave men decided to try and put food on the family table.They braved 10 mile an hour gusts of wind and also savage waves of light drizzle that if you stood in wind would create a drip from your nose every 2 hours.(when i say drip i mean if i squinted my eyes i could see something sitting on the end of my beak,but it was more than likely snot).After making the 15 miles journey in treacherous condition,with weary feet,mildly damp from the savage weather and eyes watery and struggling to see i put up the Jeep window,turned the heating down and switched off the engine.Many hardy souls would have thought better about stepping out in these condition,but these two jocks were made of sterner stuff and took great delight in getting the cold weather gear on and thinking,those Morris Dancers doon south wouldnt hack this.When they finally were ready,one said to the other,"where did you put the guns"?On this the other replied,"oh ****,i thought you put them in"!Reminiscent to a Laurel and Hardy scene this went on for a few minutes before they ******* off home and lived happy ever after. :blush:

 

I LOL'ed :lol::good:

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A few months ago, just at the end of summer i decided to go down to my newest permission. Cleared it with the land owner as there are 3 horses on the land. I had borrowed my shooting buddies range finder as it was a new permission and with a lot of open ground. As i stalked along a fence, a spotted a rabbit grazing merrily out in the open, i slowly crouched down, and using the range finder, found out he was at 30 yds. sweet i thinks. Now this particular evening it was still, but there was the occasional gust of wind, nothing to worry about, or so i thought. I lay down, extended the bi-pod and sighted on the rabbit. Calmed me shaking hands, and lay watching the rabbit calmly chomping grass. I took the shot, and at that moment a gust of wind brew left to right, causing the pellet to miss, I watched as a "tuft" of grass spurted up in front of the bunnies nose. He looked around, and then calmly continued munching. Cursing myself, i aimed off to the left, and just as i took the shot a gust of wind blew right to left, and yup you guessed it, i missed to the rear !!!!!

After cursing and laughing to myself, i centred the crosshairs on his head, and muttering a silent prayer i took the shot, and was rewared as i heard the thwack of the pellet striking the skull. He rolled over and with one twitch, was still.

Took another 3 that evening, but thankfully not as tricky as that one.

Steve

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I have a permission where I can roost shoot pigeons and pheasants. Pheasant, 30 foot up in tree, headshot, dies backwards, gets stuck in a dive position in the the fork of a branch! Tried shaking tree, no movement, could not climb tree, so look at profile of bird with wings out and head over fork, decide to shoot it again see if I can knock it off the fork, manage to do that, birds head rockets back, bird slips off, then dives into a 6 foot high bramble bush. Even when dead it was an objectionable swine!

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A friend of mine who regularly preached shotgun safety to me about how I should open and unload the gun crossing streams, styles etc once went to shoot woodcock with me. We came to a small drain after about 5mins after leaving the car which was just a long step to cross and only a few inches deep. I'll unload my gun says he. He opens the o/u takes out the two shells and carries the gun with his hand wrapped round the gap between the barrels and breech. You guessed it. He slips crossing the drain, falls and the gun closes on the soft part of his hand between the bases of his thumb and trigger finger. It removed the nicest piece of flesh about the size of a 2p but in the shape of the breech of the gun from that area. He had to be taken to casualty for stitches. It took months to heal and even now he has limited movement due to the way it healed.

 

Still makes me laugh.

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