Two hours of trying to find the herd. A 45 minute stalk over 1/2 mile with the last few hundred yards doing a nice snipery belly crawl.... put four .416's into this monster. Two were all it needed. The first two shots were 3 inches apart, blew top off heart. He didn't go more than 20 feet after first hit. The others were all backup.
I managed to scope myself on the last shot, which was offhand... just in case. Not needed. But there you go. Never scoped myself in my life. This one will leave a scar. Which is kind of cool... Just did not have enough relief on the vintage scope.
Here's some pictures.
I should have put this in the Nom Nom Nom thread...
My bison is down. There is another huge bull next to him. We had to wait for him to move off. Patience. He left. Both were in the 1900 pound range. Shot was 120 yards, prone. Put two right next to each other. A third a few inches back. Then, about 10 minutes later, one more through the spine, which came out the belly. Two bullets found under skin... look down.
I managed to scope myself... first time in my life. So now I have a scar next to a scar... I knew I did it on the last (un-necessary) shot. But guide thought I should spine him. So I did. Only offhand shot and I was not ready for the recoil. Vintage WW1 era scope managed to leave a mark. Well, there ya go. It's another battle scar.
My buddy Jim (Berlin Special Forces book) and I with the downed buff..
Buff down...
Rifle... ,416 Taylor with Mannlicher. It did its part.
At butcher. He was all excited to show me the heart. Which I took the top off of with the first two shots. The two 'follow on' shots were not needed. But the Guide wanted me to shoot. So I did.
Two shots through the shoulder that just completely busted the heart. 120 yards prone. Not through the 'skin' patch, but right through the shoulder. Guide told me NOT to shoot the skin patch as a lung shot Bull could run for miles. He said shoot through the shoulder and hit the heart. Do not miss the heart. I blew the heart out with two shots. I could hear the rounds hit meat at that range. Very, very happy!
Two of the four bullets fired. One more is going to show up in the meat. One (the spine shot) went through. Very hard to shoot through a buffalo. But the .416 did it.
Hide laid out in the sun... There's a lot of leather there!
So there ya go! A good time was had by all. Except, of course, the Buffalo. He did not have a good time.
An amazing hunt up in the Jim River.... I'd do it again in a second. It was worth the wait. I am still running on adrenaline!
And the stalk was right out of various schools. Moving forward using my toes and watching for reaction. All I needed was the Ghillie to make it into an 'op' vs. a 'hunt.' Stalked this guy almost half a mile... with the sun in my face. But so was the wind. And there were two of them 'watching.' So double jeopardy if one of them caught us. But Jim, me and our guide... got it done!
Cheers,
Sirhr
PS. I am sure Tucker will now be having a blast putting my face on all kinds of interesting bodies.... ;-)
I managed to scope myself on the last shot, which was offhand... just in case. Not needed. But there you go. Never scoped myself in my life. This one will leave a scar. Which is kind of cool... Just did not have enough relief on the vintage scope.
Here's some pictures.
I should have put this in the Nom Nom Nom thread...
I managed to scope myself... first time in my life. So now I have a scar next to a scar... I knew I did it on the last (un-necessary) shot. But guide thought I should spine him. So I did. Only offhand shot and I was not ready for the recoil. Vintage WW1 era scope managed to leave a mark. Well, there ya go. It's another battle scar.
My buddy Jim (Berlin Special Forces book) and I with the downed buff..
Buff down...
Rifle... ,416 Taylor with Mannlicher. It did its part.
At butcher. He was all excited to show me the heart. Which I took the top off of with the first two shots. The two 'follow on' shots were not needed. But the Guide wanted me to shoot. So I did.
Two shots through the shoulder that just completely busted the heart. 120 yards prone. Not through the 'skin' patch, but right through the shoulder. Guide told me NOT to shoot the skin patch as a lung shot Bull could run for miles. He said shoot through the shoulder and hit the heart. Do not miss the heart. I blew the heart out with two shots. I could hear the rounds hit meat at that range. Very, very happy!
Two of the four bullets fired. One more is going to show up in the meat. One (the spine shot) went through. Very hard to shoot through a buffalo. But the .416 did it.
Hide laid out in the sun... There's a lot of leather there!
So there ya go! A good time was had by all. Except, of course, the Buffalo. He did not have a good time.
An amazing hunt up in the Jim River.... I'd do it again in a second. It was worth the wait. I am still running on adrenaline!
And the stalk was right out of various schools. Moving forward using my toes and watching for reaction. All I needed was the Ghillie to make it into an 'op' vs. a 'hunt.' Stalked this guy almost half a mile... with the sun in my face. But so was the wind. And there were two of them 'watching.' So double jeopardy if one of them caught us. But Jim, me and our guide... got it done!
Cheers,
Sirhr
PS. I am sure Tucker will now be having a blast putting my face on all kinds of interesting bodies.... ;-)