Larry, sounds like our experiences mesh about as well as any are destined to. It's humbling, isn't it, to realize that there's really NOT any "death ray" out there? That buddy said something last year that's finally made me realize that now's "my time" for cast, when he observed that except for one really large field he hunts that's chock full of deer, and where shots are likely to be long, there are very few places either of us hunts any more where shots are likely to exceed even 100 yds. Tailor made setup for cast, IMO. I no longer enjoy getting kicked as much as I used to, also, which is yet another motivation for me, as is my tendency toward the experimental. Like the robber in the movie "Dirty Harry," .... "I gots ta' know!" ;^)
One thing that you mentioned about the difference in men's and deer's mindsets brought this to mind also. The .22 LR, and especially the HS .22 LRHP's, seem to kill deer much more quickly than I'd expect. Used to be a probabion officer, and got assigned all the night hunting cases, and I used to talk to them about the near universal choice of the .22 due to the noise factor and their attempts to be covert. The ones whose words I was as sure as I could be were trustable, all described the exact same thing. They'll occasionally drop at the shot, but almost always run maybe 50 yds. and then drop. I think (?) that's because the low report of the little .22's doesn't scare them as bad, and maybe they don't realize they're in as much trouble as they really are because there's no big "BOOM" like there is with a bigger caliber. That's far from knowledge - just the only explanation I can see that SEEMS to fit ... maybe.
Thanks for the encouragement. Long use of the big fast guns means I KNOW their results very predictably. Teh first time I used my Contender, I was nervous as a cat. Doubt IS a real accuracy killer! Learned that when I first shot in competition, too. Discipline is the only reason I probably made that first pistol shot work, I think. When I got to the deer, I was amazed at the damage that little pistol bullet (125 gr. Nos. BT @ 1971 fps.) had done. Seeing IS believing, and I suspect that I'll again be nervous as the proverbial cat when I draw a bead with my first cast bullet. Seems I'm a slow learner with some things. However, long experience will, I HOPE, keep the hand steady and the squeeze smooth. To tell the truth, I'm actually looking forward to the increased tension involved. It's just gotten to be very boring to use the big guns and fast loads. Too much like going to the grocery store and picking out your meat. I loved bow hunting for the same reason, but can't stand the @#$%^&* gnats here in SE Ga.!!! I can sit and watch a mosquito drink my blood while I burn and itch like crazy, and not bat an eye. Let one gnat get around my face, though, and I start waving "Bye bye" to all the deer anywhere near. Now that I've got a Thermacell, maybe I'll get to bowhunt more too .... if the heat's not unbearable.
If hunting ever ceases to be fun and something of a challenge, I'll quit, and just shoot paper, cans and dirt clods. I think cast should heighten the challenges and excitement, and that's good with a couple of grandboys coming along. Excitement's always contagious. The 7 yr old has his own .223, and I've got some TSX's loaded up. They're doing really good things for that caliber's use on deer. If he winds up half the shot his Dad was, he'll do very well. Can't wait to "blood him." Darn fine kids. I'm a lucky guy in more ways than one.