Well. After several days of really tough hunting dealing with snow and wind it comes down to the last day of the hunt. That morning comes and goes without luck. After lunch we decide to hit it again. I camp out on a small buck and my buddies start coming my way to kill him.
Not 1 min from getting to me they see a big boy. It was borderline a miracle seeing him as he was not moving and in the thickest stuff you could imagine. Despite only being 80 yards away my friend is having a terrible time picking him up and positioning for a shot. My heart is beating out of my chest and I realize my friend is looking 20* off. I help correct him. The buck is watching us the whole time, not moving an inch. I stay back and watch the whole thing unfold as my buddy has to expose himself stepping out from behind a bush.
As soon as he does that the buck jumps up and begins to leave. I had featured him that the Hammer bullets penetrate deep and just send it if the shot angle is steep. Sure enough, he does. The buck takes off. Boom. He sends another. I can’t tell what went down as the buck is running a little funny but the snow is deep and he is going full speed.
We give it a little time then I begin to track, no blood. This isn’t good. However I look up and there is the buck down. 200 yards from the shots.
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