44hunter45
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I've posted this one before. c.1972. Me and my dad on the left. John and my BFF Barry on the right.
As a 10 Y.O. with major buck fever, I emptied my M94 30-30 at this buck, then took off down the hill chasing it. This was the second time that year I had cycled six through that rifle and not even got hair. John (upper right) dropped the buck on the run with one shot from his open sighted M99 in 300 (or 303?) Savage. I don't remember how we got it out. We often hunted on horseback, but were not this day.
My dad was so proud of his newly acquired Rem 742 in .30-06. The 30-30 came to me and my brother. I've since killed many deer with it. It's in my safe today.
Shirt pockets were for Winston 100's in those days.
As a 10 Y.O. with major buck fever, I emptied my M94 30-30 at this buck, then took off down the hill chasing it. This was the second time that year I had cycled six through that rifle and not even got hair. John (upper right) dropped the buck on the run with one shot from his open sighted M99 in 300 (or 303?) Savage. I don't remember how we got it out. We often hunted on horseback, but were not this day.
My dad was so proud of his newly acquired Rem 742 in .30-06. The 30-30 came to me and my brother. I've since killed many deer with it. It's in my safe today.
Shirt pockets were for Winston 100's in those days.