Well, after 20 plus years and dozens of bulls and cows killed, I finally lost an animal. And it was all my fault.
Day 4 found me sneaking timber with my hunting partner, who had never hunted them in the timber. Took us 6 hours to sneak a mile of steep thick timber. At about 230, I found a cow bedded at 80 yards. Her butt was facing towards me, head up, looking slightly to the right. The top of her hindquarters were slightly past the crease in the shoulder. I felt trying for a shoulder shot was marginal without going through the hind quarter too. I sat down, rested my gun on my knee, and tried for the neck. Well, it didn't work. She jumped up, ran about 60 yards through the timber, and laid down. I couldn't see her, but my hunting partner could. He had two chances to shoot her again, but it didn't happen. Then she took off running.
We followed tracks and blood until dark. Bleeding out of both sides. Lost blood right before dark in thick grass and brush.
I had all the time in the world. She had no idea I was there. I've killed tons of animals out to 650 yards with lots of confidence. But I think I was a little overconfident at my chip shot and just rushed out and made a horrible shot.
Take an extra second to think, gentlemen. Years of success executing that shot led to some complacency.
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Day 4 found me sneaking timber with my hunting partner, who had never hunted them in the timber. Took us 6 hours to sneak a mile of steep thick timber. At about 230, I found a cow bedded at 80 yards. Her butt was facing towards me, head up, looking slightly to the right. The top of her hindquarters were slightly past the crease in the shoulder. I felt trying for a shoulder shot was marginal without going through the hind quarter too. I sat down, rested my gun on my knee, and tried for the neck. Well, it didn't work. She jumped up, ran about 60 yards through the timber, and laid down. I couldn't see her, but my hunting partner could. He had two chances to shoot her again, but it didn't happen. Then she took off running.
We followed tracks and blood until dark. Bleeding out of both sides. Lost blood right before dark in thick grass and brush.
I had all the time in the world. She had no idea I was there. I've killed tons of animals out to 650 yards with lots of confidence. But I think I was a little overconfident at my chip shot and just rushed out and made a horrible shot.
Take an extra second to think, gentlemen. Years of success executing that shot led to some complacency.
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