Buckshot
04-24-2010, 04:15 AM
.............Made the trek from So. Cal to Winnemucca, NV for the 3rd annual rodent elimination outing :-) We only managed to shoot for 2 days this year, but both days were perfection and you'd have been tempting fate to even THINK about how the weather could have been nicer. Air temp was about low-mid 70's but the sun was sharp and bright. We were also blessed with little to no wind until the second day, when it would bluster on occassion.
In attendance was BruceB, Ammohead, NVcurmudgeon, myself and Ron a friend of mine from Prescott, AZ. Also 2 co-workers of BruceB's, Dusty and Dave. When Ron and I checked into the motel in Winnemucca, while carrying in our stuff to the room I realized I'd left my range bag with all my ammo at home! BruceB to the rescue as he supplied me with 300 rounds of 223, that was so close to what my rifle was sighted for it made no never mind. As I'd also brought my CZ 22RF bolt gun Ron supplied me with all the Dynapoints I could shoot.
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Left: Ron dealing death with his Rem M788/223. Right: Ron rolling them over with a heavy barrel Ruger 10/22, from the back of my Sport Trac.
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Left: My ho-made collapsable sniper tower and Savage M112, 223. Right: Ron is low between the Sport Trac and Ammohead's white Dodge, with Ammohead up on top. Then Dave shooting from a bench in the back of his pickup and Dusty standing in the bed of his truck shooting over the cab. That's BruceB in the red shirt shooting from the top of his Suburban. I failed to get a shot of NVcurmudgeon, and he was shooting from a bench on the ground on the other side of BruceB's rig.
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Left: A shot from the varmint tower. The Savage is a single shot but several times I had to stop as the barrel got HOT! Right: Southbound on US 395 south of Bishop, CA. Those are the Sierra Nevada's on the right, and we're a bit south of Mt Whitney. We hit some rain and hail off and on from Mina, NV and then really ran into it as we left 395 and picked up I-15 south.
Since I was shooting ammo provided by BruceB I strived to take only the shots that I figured I could for sure connect with, and managed to cut his supply by 300 rounds. Between Ron and I with the 22's we managed to shoot away a bit over 600 rounds. I sure wished the CZ had had more then a 5 round magazine, as Ron had three 10 round mags for his 10/22 and was really doing some de-population work.
We'd parked right in the middle of a huge concentration of the pests. The shooting was steady until about noon when they'd hit their burrows for a nooner, which just a few up and active. About an hour, hour and a half later they'd be back up again with reinforcements. As I'd left my range bag at home that meant my Ruger MkII 678 wasn't available and that was too bad as there were squirrels no more then 10 feet away from my perch. By the afternoon of the 2nd day the ground and burrow mounds out to a couple hundred yards was simply littered with the remains of the departed.
The last shot was taken by Ammohead the afternoon of the last day. We'd all packed up and were standing between my truck and Ammohead's Dodge drinking beer and summing up the day's events. A squirrel probably puzzeled by the lack of shooting happened to stick his head up out of his hole, not 6 feet away. Ammohead reached into his Dodge and pulled out a S&W M25. I can surely attest to the fact that a 45 cal SWC at 6 feet will for sure put out the lights of Mr Ground Squirrel :-)
..............Buckshot
In attendance was BruceB, Ammohead, NVcurmudgeon, myself and Ron a friend of mine from Prescott, AZ. Also 2 co-workers of BruceB's, Dusty and Dave. When Ron and I checked into the motel in Winnemucca, while carrying in our stuff to the room I realized I'd left my range bag with all my ammo at home! BruceB to the rescue as he supplied me with 300 rounds of 223, that was so close to what my rifle was sighted for it made no never mind. As I'd also brought my CZ 22RF bolt gun Ron supplied me with all the Dynapoints I could shoot.
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Left: Ron dealing death with his Rem M788/223. Right: Ron rolling them over with a heavy barrel Ruger 10/22, from the back of my Sport Trac.
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Left: My ho-made collapsable sniper tower and Savage M112, 223. Right: Ron is low between the Sport Trac and Ammohead's white Dodge, with Ammohead up on top. Then Dave shooting from a bench in the back of his pickup and Dusty standing in the bed of his truck shooting over the cab. That's BruceB in the red shirt shooting from the top of his Suburban. I failed to get a shot of NVcurmudgeon, and he was shooting from a bench on the ground on the other side of BruceB's rig.
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Left: A shot from the varmint tower. The Savage is a single shot but several times I had to stop as the barrel got HOT! Right: Southbound on US 395 south of Bishop, CA. Those are the Sierra Nevada's on the right, and we're a bit south of Mt Whitney. We hit some rain and hail off and on from Mina, NV and then really ran into it as we left 395 and picked up I-15 south.
Since I was shooting ammo provided by BruceB I strived to take only the shots that I figured I could for sure connect with, and managed to cut his supply by 300 rounds. Between Ron and I with the 22's we managed to shoot away a bit over 600 rounds. I sure wished the CZ had had more then a 5 round magazine, as Ron had three 10 round mags for his 10/22 and was really doing some de-population work.
We'd parked right in the middle of a huge concentration of the pests. The shooting was steady until about noon when they'd hit their burrows for a nooner, which just a few up and active. About an hour, hour and a half later they'd be back up again with reinforcements. As I'd left my range bag at home that meant my Ruger MkII 678 wasn't available and that was too bad as there were squirrels no more then 10 feet away from my perch. By the afternoon of the 2nd day the ground and burrow mounds out to a couple hundred yards was simply littered with the remains of the departed.
The last shot was taken by Ammohead the afternoon of the last day. We'd all packed up and were standing between my truck and Ammohead's Dodge drinking beer and summing up the day's events. A squirrel probably puzzeled by the lack of shooting happened to stick his head up out of his hole, not 6 feet away. Ammohead reached into his Dodge and pulled out a S&W M25. I can surely attest to the fact that a 45 cal SWC at 6 feet will for sure put out the lights of Mr Ground Squirrel :-)
..............Buckshot