Rolled up about 6:45 and got situated, Windows down , towel on the outside mirror for a rest, AR and thermal locked and loaded. About 15 later I scan East and watch the pig parade across the fence-28 of them.
Do a quick scan and nothing at the feeder. Drink a bit of coffee, nibble on a cookie, swat at a ‘skeeter, then do another scan. Target—12 o’clock, 90 yds!
Hang up the hand scanner, put on the earmuffs and snuggle up to the rifle and turn on the scope. Good-sized one but it is either head on or tail on so I wait. Doesn’t this long for him to turn broadside and I click off the safety, settle in, take my calming breath, squeeze it off. Hang, flop, peddle peddle kick the feeder leg (ding ding ding) and it’s over.
Gonna sit until my buddy on the other side of the ridge calls it a night just in case. Pictures to follow when I get home.
Do a quick scan and nothing at the feeder. Drink a bit of coffee, nibble on a cookie, swat at a ‘skeeter, then do another scan. Target—12 o’clock, 90 yds!
Hang up the hand scanner, put on the earmuffs and snuggle up to the rifle and turn on the scope. Good-sized one but it is either head on or tail on so I wait. Doesn’t this long for him to turn broadside and I click off the safety, settle in, take my calming breath, squeeze it off. Hang, flop, peddle peddle kick the feeder leg (ding ding ding) and it’s over.
Gonna sit until my buddy on the other side of the ridge calls it a night just in case. Pictures to follow when I get home.
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