Deer drives are a blast!
M1A and a big ol mag full of 168 OTM
When I was a kid it was 742’s in 30-06 with an aftermarket (illegal) 10 rd mag stoked full of 180gr Sierra RN. Never forget they put this guy on stand who couldn’t shoot for [bleep], my uncle told him, we drive those deer down you drop every round in that magazine!
Sounded like all hell broke loose and when we got down there, there were 8 dead deer and 2 blood trails that led to two more.
He was grinning like an idiot and everyone else was trying to count how many tags the group could muster up really quick.
When we headed home that night they were all piled in the back of uncles baby blue econoline van. I’ll never forget how funny it looked all those deer piled up in there. I remember cutting and grinding meat for what seemed like an eternity and all the men drinking out of mason jars. I asked dad what it was and he said “some good old Mountain Dew”. Nobody does deer drives around here anymore.
