EOL311 – Long Range Red Stag and Fallow Deer in New Zealand

Discussion in 'Extreme Outer Limits TV' started by ADMIN, Oct 3, 2013.

  1. ADMIN

    ADMIN Administrator

    Mar 6, 2008
    [ame=http://vimeo.com/64339536]EOL311 – Long Range Red Stag and Fallow Deer in New Zealand on Vimeo[/ame]
  2. Shootin4fun

    Shootin4fun Well-Known Member

    Dec 3, 2010
    I don't doubt the quality of NF scopes. One is next on my list.
    But he called 1700 yards on her red stag shot! Is this real?

    Also, what was the distance of his box test? 1st & last shots almost touching at 1000 yards with a hot barrel is, well, wow! I have never seen anyone shoot that distance with absolutely constant / predictable or no wind to throw them off more than that. No wind flags, nothing. Is this possible?

    When I put 4 in the same hole at 200, they still spread at 600. Even Len's 1000 yard dollar bill pics are not that good and I thought his rifles are top notch in the accuracy dept.

    Sorry but I question everything I see on TV, especially when its paid for by sponsors.
  3. Len Backus

    Len Backus Administrator Staff Member

    May 2, 2001
    It was not called as 1700 yards. It was called either 617 or 717 yards.

    That number is supported by the 11.5 MOA that was also called out.
  4. jonthomps

    jonthomps Well-Known Member

    Dec 2, 2005
    Great video! Going after a monster NZ red stag is my dream hunt.
  5. foreign

    foreign Well-Known Member

    Jun 26, 2008
    come on down. cost you $25 for hunting licence to hunt on public land.
  6. kanwal

    kanwal New Member

    Mar 25, 2015
    The bulls were spread out 50 yards wide feeding directly toward me. Craig and I had been trying to get close enough for a shot for 6 days so I knew most of the antlers by heart. The younger caribou with the spiky tops were to the left. Several nice bulls were in the middle. The big guy, the one we called Whitey because of his very whitetail looking tops, was to my right. I was just waiting for one of the big guys to get into range and present me an open shot. I was well hidden behind a clump of ferns and I anxiously ranged them every few minutes. 105 yards, 95 yards, 85 yards, they kept on coming. This same plan had blown up a couple times this week with the bulls suddenly changing directions so I tried not to get too excited. This time, however, it looked like it might all come together. At 58 yards, Whitey presented me with a broadside shot. I looked hard and even started to raise my bow, but it was just a little too far for me with the bulls still advancing. This was the last day I could realistically kill a caribou and still pack him back to camp in time for our flight out. I had to make it count. Read More...

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