Yesterday, even though it was drizzling and foggy, I decided to sit on
the edge of a cornfield on some property I hunt as the corn was just
cut last saturday. I got off work at 3pm, and rushed home to get my
stuff and get in the field. I usually take my Handi Rifle, but it has iron
sights and because I thought I might have a longer shot, I took my CVA
Wolf .50 with a scope instead.
I loaded it at home, and put some plastic over the muzzle and secured it
with a rubber band to try to keep everything dry. I usually take a couple
of extra charges and 209 primers with me, but as I was in a hurry, I just
took the one cap and off I went.
I was in the field by 4pm, and I got wet. Wasn't a heavy rain, but was
enough to generally get everything soaked, including me. About 5:30pm,
I stook up from my seat and right at that moment, off to my right a doe
stepped out about 125 yards away. I leaned up against a tree next to
me and steadied my rifle. Then two more does stepped out. They kept
looking back into the woods, so I figured there were more deer or a
buck back there, but as I was losing my light, I figured I'd better just
go ahead and get one of the does down so I could get some meat in the
freezer. Right about that time, they spooked a little, and ran right
towards me and stopped about 70 yards away. I lined up on the
biggest doe, and pulled the trigger. What happened then was just a
little muffled "pop" with a waft of smoke rising from the breech. Misfire!!!
And wouldn't you know it, all I had brought with me was the one 209
primer. So there I was with the equivalent of a baseball bat with three
deer right in front of me.
But wait, it gets worse! I get upset, grab my seat off the tree, and step
out on the edge of the cornfield. The does really don't spook, they just
kind of trot off across the field. I look to my right again and at the edge
of the cornfield, 100 yards away is a beautiful buck. It was too dark for
me to make out how many points, but he definitely would have been
a wall hanger. He never spooked, and watched me walk all the way back
to my truck. As I drove away, I could still see him eating on the edge of
the cornfield.
This is the first time in probably 75 shots I've taken with that rifle
that I have ever had a misfire, but lesson learned. ALWAYS take extra
charges, bullets, and 209 primers in the field, even if you don't think you
will need them!
the edge of a cornfield on some property I hunt as the corn was just
cut last saturday. I got off work at 3pm, and rushed home to get my
stuff and get in the field. I usually take my Handi Rifle, but it has iron
sights and because I thought I might have a longer shot, I took my CVA
Wolf .50 with a scope instead.
I loaded it at home, and put some plastic over the muzzle and secured it
with a rubber band to try to keep everything dry. I usually take a couple
of extra charges and 209 primers with me, but as I was in a hurry, I just
took the one cap and off I went.
I was in the field by 4pm, and I got wet. Wasn't a heavy rain, but was
enough to generally get everything soaked, including me. About 5:30pm,
I stook up from my seat and right at that moment, off to my right a doe
stepped out about 125 yards away. I leaned up against a tree next to
me and steadied my rifle. Then two more does stepped out. They kept
looking back into the woods, so I figured there were more deer or a
buck back there, but as I was losing my light, I figured I'd better just
go ahead and get one of the does down so I could get some meat in the
freezer. Right about that time, they spooked a little, and ran right
towards me and stopped about 70 yards away. I lined up on the
biggest doe, and pulled the trigger. What happened then was just a
little muffled "pop" with a waft of smoke rising from the breech. Misfire!!!
And wouldn't you know it, all I had brought with me was the one 209
primer. So there I was with the equivalent of a baseball bat with three
deer right in front of me.
But wait, it gets worse! I get upset, grab my seat off the tree, and step
out on the edge of the cornfield. The does really don't spook, they just
kind of trot off across the field. I look to my right again and at the edge
of the cornfield, 100 yards away is a beautiful buck. It was too dark for
me to make out how many points, but he definitely would have been
a wall hanger. He never spooked, and watched me walk all the way back
to my truck. As I drove away, I could still see him eating on the edge of
the cornfield.
This is the first time in probably 75 shots I've taken with that rifle
that I have ever had a misfire, but lesson learned. ALWAYS take extra
charges, bullets, and 209 primers in the field, even if you don't think you
will need them!
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