Thought I would share some recent success. I wrote this up for another forum and thought I would add it here. I went out to eastern MT with my father (86) to chase some antelope. I was using a .54 Kibler woodsrunner. Nessy, please forgive my rifling. K Snow, pease forgive my garb lol
The first day was bright and hot and the antelope were all stirred up from opening day. I had some opportunities, but they were on groups moving and not calm and bedded. The next day brought rain. I was worried about this, but antelope are forgiving in the fact that you know when the stalk is going to go down. With that said, I had a cows knee over the lock and carried the gun in my gun case (2 beaver and an otter sewn sock style, otter tail for cover).
Late afternoon after a 9 mile walk about I came to a spot Ive smokepoled a few before. I moved slowly clearing each part of this flat. I knew they were in there. I thought I did a thorough job, but just then a group lifted from their beds. 2 bucks 8 does. I immediately hit the dirt and laid down. I held that position for about ten minutes until they seemed to calm and go about their business. This trick had worked before. The problem was
i was in the middle of the flat. I saw a sage brush at 30 yds, squiggled my pack off and bellied crawled to my first position.
I held here for 30 minutes. The two bucks were in late rut and still a bit spunky. They were slowly making their way to me in the flat and I thought it was going to happen. That said I dont use a range finder and looking through a sage brush trying to guess the yardage was tough. I never got the green light. Then they started to move off.
The shivering was taking over a bit. I was soaked, laying on my belly, keeping my head under 18” for quite a while. Have you ever peed lying down shivering? I wanted to move and this position wasn’t going to pan out. I decided to crawl out. I had to put sage between the antelope and I and belly crawl for easily 150yds. The sage was sparse. I also had to leave my pack which had my other jacket I wanted, but kept with the move. It probably to 20 minutes and my arms were pumped! I kept my legs straight just moving my ankles and pushing my gun forward in front of me for every rep moving directly away. No lateral movement. It was exhausting. I finally made it to the edge.
The antelope were still at ease. I dont know how I made it out of there, but the drive was heavy. I started running under cover of topography to get to a closer position. That took about 20 minutes. I was creeping up to the knob I last marked them at. I took my rifle out of the otter sock and she was dry! Just like usual the antelope were in slightly different position and a doe caught me. I was moving so slow and careful, but they have a way. Maybe 60yds away. They didnt bust hard but moved left. The knob had rocks on top and that was just what I was looking for!
I have been practicing at the range with different bipod sticks Ive made and one thing Ive noticed is if I put the sticks close to the muzzle I am much more steady. I saw the perfect rock with a little notch in it. I put the rifle muzzle down right on it and watched the herd stall out at 90yds. I picked the bigger buck, settled the irons in, and that gun went bang.
The smoke hung. Forever. Then I saw the group moving right. Nobody looked hit. I was worried. Then a buck peeled off and I became encouraged. Then he stopped wobbled, and tipped. What excitement. Another beautiful animal with the Woodsrunner.
I ended up making a stalk on a doe and fawn two days later. They bedded and I snuck and crawled my way in. Fawn looked like a 1 1/2 yr old so I decide to take the young one. This shot felt far. I decided to level the irons right on its back. I lnew my trajectory for that approximate yardage. Ened up 153 yds. It never left its bed. I finished cutting up all the meat today. Fourth season with this gun and the 12 th notch. Feeling deadly with the flinter.