I finally did it! First handgun kill
Nov 27, 2018 10:00:59 GMT -5
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Post by squigz on Nov 27, 2018 10:00:59 GMT -5
It finally happened. All the preparation and practice since putting down my rifle last year to exclusively pistol hunt.
Yesterday in PA was the opening day of firearms deer season. The first week you're only allowed to harvest an animal with 3 point on one side (youth and senior have different regulations), in the management unit I hunt in, Black Bear also is legal to be harvested in the first week.
Well, yesterday it rained and rained and rained. I had everything in my tree-stand covered up under plastic and extra Gortex coats to try and keep my other gear, food and weapons dry. At 9:50, I heard a commotion coming from the path that my uncle walks up towards his deer stand and a bear popped out, running towards me. In a panic I frantically reached for my Contender 35 Remington, it was too covered up so I grabbed my Bisley 480 and swung it down behind my stand down the side hill. I thumbed the hammer, aligned my sights on the bear as he was running through the brush; taking my time rested on the tree-stand rail I followed him through the brush, getting a pattern on his speed. Eventually he hit the logging road below and got into my opening and I fired. The bear rolled. He got back up, I fired a second time and finally a third time before he went out of sight.
Everything happened so fast. I'm not happy with the overall situation, but I took advantage of what I could. The shot I took was roughly 60 yards at a running bear.
I called my father for back up, he came down the Mountain and I instructed him to head to the end of the logging road and start slowly walking back up while I followed the bear out on his trail. I got to where the bear was when I fired, 3 holes in the ground, complete pass through with the shots. I followed the trail down to the creek where he had to of stopped for a bit since there was plenty of blood pooled up. he entered the creek and swam down to an island between the land he was shot on and the corn field.
At this time, I noticed he was still with it, but mortally wounded. We put a finishing shot in him to make sure he wasn't going any further.
At the check station the bear weighed in at 200 lbs estimated live weight and 170 lbs field dressed.
For you detail junkies. Ruger Super Blackhawk Bisley 6.5" loaded with a Speer 325 DCSP over 23.5gr of 2400 lit by a WLP. I have not had the chance to chronograph the loaded, but I would estimate it around 1300-1350 fps.
The first picture is myself.
The second is my father because he was just as, if not more, excited than myself.
The last picture is where the shot was taken, circled in red.
Yesterday in PA was the opening day of firearms deer season. The first week you're only allowed to harvest an animal with 3 point on one side (youth and senior have different regulations), in the management unit I hunt in, Black Bear also is legal to be harvested in the first week.
Well, yesterday it rained and rained and rained. I had everything in my tree-stand covered up under plastic and extra Gortex coats to try and keep my other gear, food and weapons dry. At 9:50, I heard a commotion coming from the path that my uncle walks up towards his deer stand and a bear popped out, running towards me. In a panic I frantically reached for my Contender 35 Remington, it was too covered up so I grabbed my Bisley 480 and swung it down behind my stand down the side hill. I thumbed the hammer, aligned my sights on the bear as he was running through the brush; taking my time rested on the tree-stand rail I followed him through the brush, getting a pattern on his speed. Eventually he hit the logging road below and got into my opening and I fired. The bear rolled. He got back up, I fired a second time and finally a third time before he went out of sight.
Everything happened so fast. I'm not happy with the overall situation, but I took advantage of what I could. The shot I took was roughly 60 yards at a running bear.
I called my father for back up, he came down the Mountain and I instructed him to head to the end of the logging road and start slowly walking back up while I followed the bear out on his trail. I got to where the bear was when I fired, 3 holes in the ground, complete pass through with the shots. I followed the trail down to the creek where he had to of stopped for a bit since there was plenty of blood pooled up. he entered the creek and swam down to an island between the land he was shot on and the corn field.
At this time, I noticed he was still with it, but mortally wounded. We put a finishing shot in him to make sure he wasn't going any further.
At the check station the bear weighed in at 200 lbs estimated live weight and 170 lbs field dressed.
For you detail junkies. Ruger Super Blackhawk Bisley 6.5" loaded with a Speer 325 DCSP over 23.5gr of 2400 lit by a WLP. I have not had the chance to chronograph the loaded, but I would estimate it around 1300-1350 fps.
The first picture is myself.
The second is my father because he was just as, if not more, excited than myself.
The last picture is where the shot was taken, circled in red.