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Best or luckiest shot ever made..

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Quad4hunter

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Tell us about the best shot you ever made, or about the luckiest one you made. My best shot was on a crow that was 400 yards away. I nailed him on the first shot with a 22-250.
The luckist shot I ever made was when I was around 15 yrs old i had a single shot 22. Was out squirrel hunting walking down a cow path and a squirrel jumped out in front of me and started running so I took a quick shot from the hip and shot him dead right through the head.

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Kevin
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When I was a little kid I shot a barn swallow out of the air while it was swooping around me. I probably wasn't the safest BB gun hunter, or the most ethical at the time, but it definately was lucky.
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Great post...You guys are really doin a good job of keepin this site goin in this slow time of the season...Well I guess I would have to say the luckiest shot I have ever made would have to be on the buck I shot this bow seasone...I had a chance at him at 30 yards and missed due to a tree limb but got my second chance and spined him...as close to missin twice as you can get...but I guess the moral of the story is he'll be on my wall inside a week...I cant wait
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And I guess the best shot I have ever made would have came during this years bow season...Im up in a tree when a squirrel get about 5 feet from me before freakin out and runnin down the tree about 30 yards out and wont shut up so I put a broadhead right through his neck...he never even twitched
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Keep the good posts comin guys.

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i once killed a deer without even firing a shot! We were conducting a late season soft push on a hillside that had been hit pretty hard by the orange army and this particular ridge was hill on one side and straight cliff on the backside. I was a driver and new that often deer would try to slip around the drivers on the backside of he cliff along a thin peice overlooking the edge. well wouldnt you know it as i was sitting there two fawns try to circle and must have been feeling pretty stealthy with there double back route when i jumped down from a rock and scared them so bad that they both decided to jump off the cliff that was about 200 feet up. Amazingly one made it, the other was dinner as it busted its spine.
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mine was when i was 14 on my biggest buck yet, he came in fast and i drew my bow, yelling at him the whole way trying to get him to stop, he decided to stop behind a brushpile, all i could see was about a softball size hole at 20 yards i put the pin and shot, double lunged him and 50 yards later was down.
 
One of my best friends while growing up considered himself quite the marksman. He would shoot the lightning rod on his fathers barn from the front porch of his home. I would say the distance was somewhere around 100 yards. One day while sitting on the front porch I got up stepped inside and retrieved his 22 from its place. I came out sat next to my friend, and others, raised the gun and shot the lightning rod. My pal who thought highly of his talent to do that about dropped his jaw to the ground and said do that again. I handed him the gun and said what for. I never tried to hit that rod again because I knew I was about as lucky as I could have been to hit that thing in the first place. There was also the time that I was two for two on swings at bats with a broom. that was was fun too.
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The luckiest shot I ever made had to be the first deer I ever killed. I was 10, it was WVA opening day of gun season. I shot a doe at over 300 yards away running wide open across a field fifth shot hit her in the throat a she dropped like a rock! I don't even remember having my eyes
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open. It was with my grandfathers open sighted Winchester Model 100 in .308. Very scary, a ten year old and a high powered rifle.
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My luckies would have been last season deer hunting wasn't seeing mothing but squirrels so I shot at one at the base of a tree with a field point and stuck him in the ground right through his tail.Then I didn't want to waste a good Muzzy and was out of field points so I had a cheap mechanical and hit him right between the shoulders.He was held together by about quarter inch of skin.
 
Mine was gun hunting when I was 17. Walking across a CRP field to get to the woods a 130" buck jumped up at my feet. Without even thinking I swung and fired and the deer dropped. I walked up to it and didn't see a bullet hole. I rolled him over and still no hole. I then noticed a small spot of blood on the deers neck. The slug had gone in right behind the ear and dropped him stone dead. On the opposite side of his face you could see a bulge under his eye where the slug had stopped. The taxidermist gave me the slug when he caped him out. I couldn't do that again if I wanted to!
 
Mine was at twenty yards in the wide open as a kid. We were sitting on the bank of a pond shooting frogs with a bb gun. A big dragon fly was hovering over the water about twenty yards out when I drew a bead and pulled the trigger. The dragon fly fell to the water immediatly only to be devoured by a couple of panfish. (No kidding)
 
This was when I was 16 and before I was into qdm. A group of deer 7 or so ran by me about a hundered yards in the ravine I was overlooking and a min later they came back,my glasses where fogged and I wasn't wearing them I seen horn and used my lack of good judjement and downed him. when I got up to hom I saw 10 points and a hole in the tail bone. man was I lucky in two ways that day.
 
I would have to say my weirdest or luckiest hunt was this past fall in Iowa. After climbing a 200 foot bluff on Halloween morning, I hung my treestand in a mighty white oak. It was extremely windy that morning and I could not hear a thing. A couple of horses on a neighboors property set up shop eating grass about 30 yards from my treestand in a pastured woodlot. I tried to shoo them away but they could not hear me because of the wind that morning. I was getting pretty bored watching horses eat grass, so I grabbed a rattle back that I had just recently bought out of the trusty fannypack and figured it could not hurt anything. So I pulled the old rattle bag out click it together about 5 or 6 time over a few seconds and then I accidently dropped it out of the tree. As I felt helpless lookin at the rattle back laying on the ground. About 3 seconds later, all of a sudden, a nice eight point buck came chargin down the hill at my stand within 3-5 seconds after I dropped the rattle bag, I was at full draw within a matter of seconds and a 405 grain arrow with a steel force broadhead passes through his boiler room and within 10 seconds my hunt in 2003 in Iowa was over. Cheers!
 
My luckiest shot was four years ago during shotgun season. Our group had a couple guys from Cedar Rapids come down and hunt with us. One of the guys showed up with a brand new high priced shotgun and was telling everybody how great it was. Just to give him a hard time, I told him he had wasted his money because my old Ithaca 37 shot better then anything new you could buy. The third day of season we were both on stand and this coyote came flying out of the timber. I pulled up, shot and roled him with a slug at 78 steps. The guy couldn't believe it, I couldn't either but played it cool like I'd done it twenty times. The look on his face was priceless and I'm pretty sure he went home and tried to find an old model 37 to buy. Got to love it when you get lucky infront of witnesses
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as i reflect tonite i think i figured out my best/luckiest shot ever made. back in '93 i was runnin my high school trap line when i busted a bit male ditch tiger. he was runnin full speed at about 80 yards. all i had was my .22. i janked off a shot and heard what sounded like a thump. i ran up there and found blood. i trailed him for about 40 yards and then followed it down into the creek grass. double lung'd him.
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to this day that was the biggest tom tiger i've ever seen in my life. he looked moer like a saber tooth than anything.
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the best/luckiest shot i ever made was back in 98 my cousin and i went out squirel hunting and we had just stepped into the woods and i saw a squirel at very long distance. i had brought along the new ruger 22 pistol that my dad had bought and i shot, the squirel fell. by the time we had gotten to the squrel we had counted 121 steps. funny thing is i never hit another squirel with that gun
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Luckiest shot: the year 2000, my first shotgun deer. I told my husband (at the time fiance') that the reason I hadn't got a deer with my gun yet was because I needed a scope, so we got one and his buddy helped me sight it in. I hadn't seen many deer that year, but on the last day of bow season I saw a buck walking through the woods, so after I got out of my stand I went over and looked for an area to set up for opening morning. I found a huge tree I could hide behind about 30 yards from the trail he went down. Next morning, here he comes. I snuck a peak, and he was headed right for my tree! I held my gun ready and he walked about two yards away on the opposite side of the tree. He stopped dead in his tracks with the front half of him exposed. You should of seen his face! His eye got real big and his legs shrunk and his expression said, "OH S***!!!" Like an idiot I tried to look through my new scope, but all I saw was brown. This all took place in about two seconds, and I fired. I watched him run off, couldn't find any blood, saw where the slug went into the tree behind him, and thought I missed!
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I looked a bit further, and there was blood all over the place. When I got to him 40 yards later, I saw that I had hit him in the jugular. It was kinda cool gutting that buck, because I'd never seen the lungs inflated before.

I've killed eight deer, three of them were heart shots, those are my favorite. My best one was when I took out the top of the heart and all the big arteries there. A blind man could have followed that blood trail.
 
Every "rabbit" target I ever hit on a sporting clays course. The live ones are so much easier.
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