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This one was from the fall of 1994. I found him in a chokecherry thicket, made a well executed stalk, keeping the wind perfect, and came out within 175 yards of where I'd seen him from a mile away.

After about a 10 minute wait, he stepped into a small opening and I fired one shot, aiming for the lungs. He only went about 50 feet.

My notes say: .220 Swift-55gr Spire point-46grs IMR 4831.


Luck....is the residue of design...
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