I got up early this morning and headed out to place I just got permission to hunt a couple of weeks ago. I have been on the property several times, but never to call or hunt.
I arrived at my first stand about 7:15 and set up on a pipeline about 200 yards from the truck. I set the foxpro out about 30 yards away and let the Rabbit Distress #1 play for about 15 minutes and noting, so I headed back to the truck.
I decided to go about 200 yards down the pipeline from the truck in the opposite direction, and did the same thing. I had carried both my NEF .243 and my Rem 870, but since I could see a long ways down the pipeline, I had the .243.
I set my watch, turned on the caller and waited. I looked to my right down the pipeline back toward the truck, saw nothing and then looked back to my left toward the caller. A bobcat had stepped into the pipeline, and was 15 feet from the caller. I raised the NEF, found the crosshairs, and bang!flop!. I reloaded, looked at my watch, and 1:30 had passed!
I thought there might be another, so I held tight, and let it play. About minute or 2 later I can hear a pack of coyotes crank up in the distance, but they never showed. At the 10 minute mark, I went to collect my prize, a good sized female. The 58 grain Hornady V-max had took her right behind the shoulder and only a small hole in and a small hole out. I headed back to the truck to try and get some more stands in.
The next two stands produced nothing, even though there were plenty of fresh coyote tracks.
At the 5th stand, I walked about 300 yards in from the road along a road between about a 8 year old pine plantation, and one that was about 2 years old. They had dozed a fresh road in, and had been doing a little logging. At the second cleared out spot I set the caller up near a brush pile. The wind was in my in my face, but a little left of my position on the edge of the older plantation. My view was about 75 yards in all directions except behind me since I was on the edge of the plantation, so I layed the NEF in my lap and got set with the 870 and #4 buckshot. I set my watch, hit the foxpro remote to start the Rabbit Distress #1 and looked back to my watch. 11 seconds had passed. Almost instantly, I see a bobcat come from the younger plantation to the right side of the brush pile and start toward the caller. He was about 35-40 yards away when I raised the shotgun and gave him a load of #4 buckshot. He jumped spun and dissappeared into the brush pile. I looked at my watch, and 1:16 had passed! Now that is FAST! /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cool.gif
Almost at the shot, another pack of coyotes cranks up in the distance. I sat for another 15 minutes hoping for a coyote, but the never showed. I headed over to find the cat, and found that she had only made it about 3 feet into the pile of tops. This one was smaller than the first.
This was the first time I have ever shot anything with buckshot, and I found that one pellet had went right behind the shoulder, and was the killing blow. I counted about 5 or 6 pellets when I skinned it out. I expected more, from the 2 3/4 with a full choke. The box says there are 41 pellets, but I guess the cat is a fairly small target.
I made about 4 more stands without anything showing itself and the wind had already started to get up, so I called it a day.
Not a bad morning. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grinning-smiley-006.gif
I intended to weigh them, but had them skinned before I thought about it.
And one for the contest. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif
I arrived at my first stand about 7:15 and set up on a pipeline about 200 yards from the truck. I set the foxpro out about 30 yards away and let the Rabbit Distress #1 play for about 15 minutes and noting, so I headed back to the truck.
I decided to go about 200 yards down the pipeline from the truck in the opposite direction, and did the same thing. I had carried both my NEF .243 and my Rem 870, but since I could see a long ways down the pipeline, I had the .243.
I set my watch, turned on the caller and waited. I looked to my right down the pipeline back toward the truck, saw nothing and then looked back to my left toward the caller. A bobcat had stepped into the pipeline, and was 15 feet from the caller. I raised the NEF, found the crosshairs, and bang!flop!. I reloaded, looked at my watch, and 1:30 had passed!
I thought there might be another, so I held tight, and let it play. About minute or 2 later I can hear a pack of coyotes crank up in the distance, but they never showed. At the 10 minute mark, I went to collect my prize, a good sized female. The 58 grain Hornady V-max had took her right behind the shoulder and only a small hole in and a small hole out. I headed back to the truck to try and get some more stands in.
The next two stands produced nothing, even though there were plenty of fresh coyote tracks.
At the 5th stand, I walked about 300 yards in from the road along a road between about a 8 year old pine plantation, and one that was about 2 years old. They had dozed a fresh road in, and had been doing a little logging. At the second cleared out spot I set the caller up near a brush pile. The wind was in my in my face, but a little left of my position on the edge of the older plantation. My view was about 75 yards in all directions except behind me since I was on the edge of the plantation, so I layed the NEF in my lap and got set with the 870 and #4 buckshot. I set my watch, hit the foxpro remote to start the Rabbit Distress #1 and looked back to my watch. 11 seconds had passed. Almost instantly, I see a bobcat come from the younger plantation to the right side of the brush pile and start toward the caller. He was about 35-40 yards away when I raised the shotgun and gave him a load of #4 buckshot. He jumped spun and dissappeared into the brush pile. I looked at my watch, and 1:16 had passed! Now that is FAST! /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cool.gif
Almost at the shot, another pack of coyotes cranks up in the distance. I sat for another 15 minutes hoping for a coyote, but the never showed. I headed over to find the cat, and found that she had only made it about 3 feet into the pile of tops. This one was smaller than the first.
This was the first time I have ever shot anything with buckshot, and I found that one pellet had went right behind the shoulder, and was the killing blow. I counted about 5 or 6 pellets when I skinned it out. I expected more, from the 2 3/4 with a full choke. The box says there are 41 pellets, but I guess the cat is a fairly small target.
I made about 4 more stands without anything showing itself and the wind had already started to get up, so I called it a day.
Not a bad morning. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grinning-smiley-006.gif
I intended to weigh them, but had them skinned before I thought about it.
And one for the contest. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif
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