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Oct. 12th, 2008 10:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mojocattDid my first trip deer hunting since 1987. I was up both Saturday and Sunday morning at 5:00am, in the field by 6:00am, and the sun was starting to peak out at a little past 6:20, and up by 7:00. I spent some time in a tree stand, spent some time lurking. I was using a Ruger New Model Blackhawk, Bisley model, chambered for .45 long colt, 250 grain jacketed hollow points, hand loaded for maximum power (1,400 fps).
The .45 long colt is a very old round, the original going back to the old West six shooters. The old West six shooters tossed the 250 grain slug at a respectable 1,000 fps for the day, the new large frame revolvers such as the Ruger Blackhawk can handle much bigger powder loads with modern powders.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ruger_Blackhawk
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/.45_Colt
All in all it is a good hunting handgun, that will keep up and possibly exceed a 12 gauge slug depending on range. There where some doubts about this from my family, as they have never seen a handgun used for deer hunting. but doubts were erased once they witnessed me make a coffee can dance at 35 yards two handed and the roar left little doubt of the power. I probaly could go further if I rested the gun barrel on something, even further with a scope and time to consider the shot.
Anyways I never set eyes on one deer in range. The corn is still up and they are in it, there are hundreds and thousands of acres of corn, there could be 50 of them in a field right in front of you and you would never know it. The only time you see them is when they are crossing a road to go from one corn field to another. They only leave the corn after sundown. Stalking deer in corn is a fools errand, they will always win that game.
But it was enjoyable, up early, coffee and donut, out in the woods on a crisp fall day. Come back around 9:00am have a second breakfast and fire up the chainsaw and log splitter, spend the day getting wood ready for the winter, a light early dinner and go back out hunting in the evening. Back to the house for a bigger second dinner and some evening beer.
Guns, beer and chainsaws.
I did have one problem, a large gray arboreal rodent was yelling at me most of Saturday morning. This squirrel would simply not shut up, sitting in a tree near me, barking the warning call. Every other squirel was jumping trees, gathering acorns and chasing each other around and minding their own squirrel business. I left him about an hour after sun up to go roaming, I stopped at the house for some coffee and the .22 rifle, roamed some more and made my way back to the stand. Once back to the stand the annoying arboreal rodent resumed his verbal abuse of me. I endured him for another hour, admiring the fall colors and keeping an eye on the area around me until my cell phone vibrated to inform me of the 9:00am mark. I picked up the .22 lined him up, bang.....crash, thud, silence. I get enough crap during the work week, I hear enough crap on the evening news, I don't need any from some freeking tree rodent on the weekend at 7:00am in the morning, thank you very much.
The .45 long colt is a very old round, the original going back to the old West six shooters. The old West six shooters tossed the 250 grain slug at a respectable 1,000 fps for the day, the new large frame revolvers such as the Ruger Blackhawk can handle much bigger powder loads with modern powders.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ruger_Blackhawk
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/.45_Colt
All in all it is a good hunting handgun, that will keep up and possibly exceed a 12 gauge slug depending on range. There where some doubts about this from my family, as they have never seen a handgun used for deer hunting. but doubts were erased once they witnessed me make a coffee can dance at 35 yards two handed and the roar left little doubt of the power. I probaly could go further if I rested the gun barrel on something, even further with a scope and time to consider the shot.
Anyways I never set eyes on one deer in range. The corn is still up and they are in it, there are hundreds and thousands of acres of corn, there could be 50 of them in a field right in front of you and you would never know it. The only time you see them is when they are crossing a road to go from one corn field to another. They only leave the corn after sundown. Stalking deer in corn is a fools errand, they will always win that game.
But it was enjoyable, up early, coffee and donut, out in the woods on a crisp fall day. Come back around 9:00am have a second breakfast and fire up the chainsaw and log splitter, spend the day getting wood ready for the winter, a light early dinner and go back out hunting in the evening. Back to the house for a bigger second dinner and some evening beer.
Guns, beer and chainsaws.
I did have one problem, a large gray arboreal rodent was yelling at me most of Saturday morning. This squirrel would simply not shut up, sitting in a tree near me, barking the warning call. Every other squirel was jumping trees, gathering acorns and chasing each other around and minding their own squirrel business. I left him about an hour after sun up to go roaming, I stopped at the house for some coffee and the .22 rifle, roamed some more and made my way back to the stand. Once back to the stand the annoying arboreal rodent resumed his verbal abuse of me. I endured him for another hour, admiring the fall colors and keeping an eye on the area around me until my cell phone vibrated to inform me of the 9:00am mark. I picked up the .22 lined him up, bang.....crash, thud, silence. I get enough crap during the work week, I hear enough crap on the evening news, I don't need any from some freeking tree rodent on the weekend at 7:00am in the morning, thank you very much.
