Finally getting around to posting this.
I arrived at my property in delrio, Tx on the 4th of July after the evening hunt and dinner we pulled the card from our trail camera set up by our protein feeder and boy were we surprised to say the least had over 1700 pictures and about 1500 of them were from Aoudad sheep. So that next morning, I went and sat in a blind about 600 yards down the road from hoping that the herd would come and visit the corn feeder. I was running a little late to get to my blind but it didn't make a difference. I got to my blind around 6:30am, I waited 25 minutes before hearing some rocks being kicked around I looked around left and right then I looked right and slightly behind and there they were a herd of a dozen or so animals. The leader looked to be the dominate female with a large ram behind her about 15ft So I picked up my 7 rem mag centered it on his shoulder and let it rip. He spun around and took off going left I tracked him in the scope until I lost sight of him when he went down. The shot was good and left a very visible exit hole which I saw when tracking him in the scope.
Figuring that was it for my morning, I decided I would wait before going looking for him and getting my dad so that he could help me load him up. So about 10 minutes pass and I caught movement on the canyon side raised my bino's and saw that it was an even larger ram. For this shot, I wanted to used my 458 socom as he looked to be about 200 yards off so I held for 8 MOA in the reticle and sent the round and made a hit. I could tell he was hurt he moved 20 yards left and sat down. I resettled the crosshairs but at the time I couldn't remember what I had held and held for 5MOA and the shot landed below him he turned around and went to the right and stoped at a ceder bush to finish him off I shot him with my 7rem dialed 1.5MOA and I sent the round right through his heart. I watched him flop over and that was the end of that.
After that I got out and started looking for the first one I picked up the blood trail but it was faint. I looked all around and nothing. So I decided to go look for the big one he was easy to find walked up the canyon and found him right by the cedar bush where I had shot him.
After that I walked to my fourwheeler and rode to where my dad was hunting. I told him I had 2 on the ground and need help finding one of them so we went backed to camp ditched the fourwheeler and took the ranger instead to go get them we stopped and picked up the 2nd one first as he was right by the road. we drove to where the trail was on the first one I shot and my dad quickly found him. I couldn't find him for he had ran off of a 10ft ledge and was some what concealed by brush. I thought he had followed the canyon around as was going to be piled up on the far side of the canyon.
After getting them on ice, My uncle bruce and Glen pulled in to camp having forgotten my range finder at home. I borrowed my uncle bruce's range finder for I really wanted to know the distance of the shot I taken with the 458. It turns out the shot measured 290 yards and the finisher was at 306 which was over 100 yards further than I had thought. The size of them through me off.
Had I know the distance, I would not have even thought taking that shot with the 458.
The larger of the two rams ended up having 27in horns with 13in bases my largest one yet.
My next trip back on the 8th, I'm going to try and get on video of either me or my buddy knocking a few down with his custom McMillian tac50