- Aug 19, 2003
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It might even have been the munty which attacked Swifty. I see he's liked yiur post so he probably recognised it.NOTE: Contains account of successful hunt.
I was up at WTF? o'clock, and on the land before sunrise. The weather was cold, but conditions were ideal: gentle winds from the SW.
I saw nothing on the walk in. My mate's crops were a few inches tall; just the right height to be tempting to a deer.
As I entered Big Field, I was thinking that I'd seen two roe does flee from the small spinney, off to the NW into Little Wood, on my last, blank, outing. Accordingly, unlike my usual routine, I went north instead of heading further west, and approached the spinney. I was wishing that I had a thermal spotter, as seeing a deer in that tangle of high vegetation and fallen wood is almost impossible.
My fears were realised as I saw what I believe to have been a roe doe run out of the spinney on the far side, again heading towards Little Wood.
Disheartened, I continued north along the east side of the spinney. As I began to curve to the west, following the spinney's eastern flank, I became aware of a dun-coloured shape just inside Big Field from North Grove. A look through the Swarovski 8 x 42 binoculars revealed a muntjac. Game on!
The animal was intent on something on the ground, and seemed oblivious to my presence. As the bins had given its range as about 140 yards, I thought I'd risk walking a few steps closer before setting up for the shot. I did so, and the Swarovskis indicated a new range of 125 yards.
I had time to set up my quad sticks and dial the scope magnification up from the default 6-power to approximately 10-power. I had a rock-steady firing position, and centred the reticle just behind the deer's right shoulder as it peered intently at the ground. Two pounds pressure on the Sako's trigger, and...
Muzzle of my Sako 85 in 6.5 x 55mm, protective duct tape blown off its sound moderator, munty circled
The deer collapsed instantly, legs in the air. One kick and it was all over, dead in its own shadow.
I dumped rifle, sticks etc. near my gralloching tree in the spinney, and approached to find a pale-coloured, chunky little muntjac doe. The entry hole in her right side was imperceptible; the exit wound on the far side, large.
Munty as found; my firing position circled
A short drag back to my gralloching tree, and down to work.
On the walk back to the vehicle, quad sticks in foreground
At home, she weighed 17lbs. with hide on. Both front legs were ruined by the bullet, so I discarded them. She was 12lbs. into the fridge, skinned.
Note size of exit hole in (deer's) right side
That's this summer's barbecue burgers sorted out!
In a pleasing coincidence, my new whisky tumbler - decorated with engraved deer - arrived in the post this morning. I shall christen it in Mrs. Munty's honour this evening.