I went to Beryl this a.m. with Bounty Hunter 6 and we tried to hunt in strong winds. The alfalfa is growing up to 4" tall so the chizzlers have some cover as they run around and eat up the farmer's profits. I was on a squirrel-o-matic, shooting table/chair, on the ground and didn't really have a good view of the field. I did however, take a few dozen varmints .
My best shot of the day was at a large old sow standing on the access roadway in the field. I shot once and the impact of my .22 LR was about 5 feet low but on center with the chizzler. I held higher and shot again all the while holding about 10" into the wind. The bullet impacted again about 2 feet low. I held still higher and fired. I couldn't imagine the chizzler was still standing there. I guess with the wind making so much noise and my shots missing by so much she thought she didn't have anything to worry about -- NOT TRUE. The third shot hit in the midships and the chizzler was out of the picture. I later paced off the distance and I stepped 176 paces from my table to the dead varmint. Even I can get lucky sometimes, I guess.
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