Just a quick report on a bit of a bunny hunt I did the other night.
A nice warm night last night with next to no wind so I decided to take my 1984 vintage Feinwerkbau Sport .22 out and shoot some bunnies. This property is owned by a gentleman in his 80's who still farms sheep and is always out and about working. I was chatting to him the other day as he replaced a gatepost he installed in the 60's. His neighbour is similarly aged and I called on him one day to find him replacing the starter motor on his tractor, again, purchased in the 60's... "I've never had to touch it before."
True to form upon arriving at the LZ about an hour before dark I spotted a large fox doing the Pepe La Pew hop up the nearby hill through the long grass, he hung around a while but didn't come into range. I had my Savage .17 somewhat uncomfortably slung over my back but in the end didn't worry about him.
A few minutes later I lined up this milky doe at about 35m.
Crosman Premier Ultra Mags were the loadout of the day.
I shot a few more bunnies then waited for night to fall before attaching a red torch and setting off again. Happily, the Premier has a shiny backside on it meaning I got this tracer effect so could see where my shots landed.
Bloody wind sprang up as darkness fell....
It has dried out real quick and the capeweed that was ankle high a few weeks ago is now largely gone. The corkscrew burrs were out in force and real crunchy underfoot.
I kept a couple, one for my dog Ben (who hasn't eaten it and is content to just throw it around the yard....) and another for a chick at work who makes me cakes and slices in trade.
I called one fox in to about 25m and to my utter disgust and for reasons still not evident to me, I clean missed the shot I aimed between his eyes. The gun is doing 13.5-14ft/lbs and I have no doubt with a clean brain shot at that range it would humanely kill a fox.
Shot about ten bunnies for the night so it wasn't a bad airgun hunt. Clearly springers are no good for hunting...