I guided elk hunters for many years in Hell's Canyon of the Snake (deepest canyon in North America).
Our cookie, Vera, had a Savage 99 in .250 that was drilled and tapped for every possible scope mount, receiver sight, tang site and a few more devices not of our universe.
Very cooked ... and in her off time, she sat by the horse watering pool and waited for a bull elk (3-point minimum).
I don't recall her ever going a season without killing a bull elk very dead and right by the watering hole. Many, many evenings, we'd get back to camp and she'd nonchalantly say, "Stevie, My bull is gutted and open; would you help me skin it and hang the quarters?"
"Gladly, darling Vera, gladly."
There are two pointsof the story: .250s kill the crap out of elk and the patient hunter always kills game.
God Bless,
Steve
