223'ed with 50 gr V-MAX at about 200 yards.
The vechicle had gone down as far as it could, that being my vechicle blocking the exit, and turned around and headed back. As they approached I headed straight towards them leaving little room for any true sportsman to leave with out being friendly and saying hey. They did slow, stop, and roll down the window. Keep in mind I am holding an AR in my hands, and the question still comes out. Are you shooting prairie dogs the passenger asks, yep or at least I was going to I respond. I talk to them a little and then ask I see your from Iowa, how did you come by this place to shoot? The one says oh this guy, pointing to the driver, is related to the neighbor down the road via marriage. Me being the rocket scientist type puts 2 and 2 together and says oh you must be Jamie's relation. They look shocked and respond with a yes. More small talk and I give them the well, I'm headed to another spot speech.
As I head back I make a mental note to swing by the yote Clint called in for me over Memorial Day to see how mother nature has put it back into the ecosystem. Here is what I found.
Then off to the next spot and as I approach the town by walking on the ditch bank that skirts the town and is of an elevated position a few spot me and head to a mound. I hit the dirt and see 8 run to one mound. I figure I will shoot center of mass where the smallest ones are. I let rip and dogs scatter, 2 down and 1 with only front wheel drive. He is making some ground and dissappears behind a mound of grass at the edge of the ditchbank I am on. Just as he clears it I get the cross hairs on him and he's then headless. My first tripple!!! Here is a pic of the two that died from the initial shot.
The third one fell into the hole.
From there I make for the next hill to shoot the far side. I look to the south and low and behold there's an antelope standing out there. I put some magnificant on it and make out a very nice buck, all by himself and watching me. He seems to not have a care in the world as I stop about 6 times and take pic's. I shoot a total of 20 rounds there at dogs and he is still standing there, now at 250 yards. I start walking back and he trots out to 300 yards and stops to watch me back to the vechicle.
Not a bad end to a boring day. Thought I would just rub in the local for those getting ready to head west to do the same.
Clint, Melvin, Dave, and Lucas....believe me guys, I was thinking of you the whole time!!!!
Mike, and CRT......you guys were in my thoughts also.
. More like i will torture those guys that dont have them in there back yard.
Bill K
