Geedubya, I've heard of a Texas heart shot. It looks like you shot that goat in the other end. Which eyelash were you aiming for?
Well, here's the story in 4 part harmony!
I've a stand that has a 125 yd. down hill shot to a feeder in a small clearing.
I’d say the feeder is about 8 o’clock. Directly across from this stand, the terrain falls down over say 150 to 200 yds. to a dry creekbed, then a steep climb up the side of a hillside that runs parallel to my stand for about 500 yds. Shots from my stand range from about 250 to 400 yds. Aoudad and deer will come over the top and range along this hillside.
It was about 3:30 in the afternoon and I had just gotten into the stand and was unlimbering my gear. I happened to look across to the place where I've seen them in the past. Sure enough there were a half dozen sheep near the top, feeding and meandering down. I got out my binocs and looked for a good ram. However there was not one in this group. I like making both summer sausage and smoked links out of Aoudad mixed with pork, and I had not taken one in over a year so I decided to give it a try. I was using 160 gr. Accubonds, zero'd at 200 yds. I ranged the group at 304 yds. with my rangefinder and then grabbed my rifle, screwed the scope to 14 power and after a short period of scrutiny, chose this one. The wind at the time did not seem to be blowing too hard. I held over a skosh and into the wind and let fly. While recovering from the recoil I noticed her tumbling backward down the hill and I lost sight of her.
Two years before I made the same shot at near the same location, but nearer 400 yds. on the biggest ram I've ever seen. I hit him good by his reaction to the shot. He ran downhill to the right behind a copse of oaks. It was about 30 minutes before dark and it took most of that to go down and back up and start looking.
Here is one of two pix I have of that ram. Never saw him before this pix, nor have I ever seen him after I shot him. I looked off and on for months.
However, that time I had my Sako Carbine in 308 zero'd at 100 yds. I never found him, but realized that when you are on the side of the mountain, it looks totally different from the same level 400 yds. away.
This time I had about two hours of daylight to search and I had some flagging tape to mark my search area. That way if I could not find the critter, I could mark my search area then climb down and go back to my stand to see where I had been and judge the location.
As luck would have it, after about a 30 minute search I found her lodged between a couple rocks and a century plant. Either I pulled my shot, the wind caught the bullet, or she moved between the time my brain said squeeze the trigger and my finger did.
Evidently the bullet caught her just at the edge of the orbital socket. She was concussed, with both eyes blown out, but not another mark on her. I hate to see a critter suffer so I gave her the quietus with my 10mm Glock. One in the neck did for her.
What's the old saying, "I'd rather be lucky than good".
I've always said that when it comes to killin' critters, I'm lucky.
JAPPFT,
GWB