Well, it was a great morning. I had spotted this beauty just after sunup and by the time I got to my pre planned route to where I had a manageable shot, he had already bedded down. My two brothers were with me from out of state (I was guiding them) and one of my brothers had already got his buck and I knew that this one was a bruiser. I told my other brother, Jeff, that if he wanted this one, it was his. So, we got set up, ranged him and waited. He was at 475 yards and he knew we were there and there was no way to get into shooting position without him really seeing us. I dialed my dope and was going to back up my brother in case he missed. I used a cow call to get him up and when Jeff shot, I could not tell where he shot but the buck was still standing and I sent a 215 berger through the heart from my newly built 300 winny, "Checkmate". He managed to stumble about 30 yards and he went down. The 215 made the appropriate jello in the chest cavity and I could feel it on the outside shoulder when I laid my hands on him and thanked the man upstairs.
Here are a couple of hero pics along with pics of the berger damage and bullet. I weighed the bullet when I got home and it was 112 grains. Completely blew the heart apart and he is just over 30 inches wide.
"Every man has a purpose---------mine is to be behind a rifle.........."
"I'd rather wake up in the middle of nowhere than be in any city on earth." ---Steve McQueen