cantolina
20th November 2007, 19:24
Almost killed myself yesterday.....but, let's not get ahead of ourselves....this is a pretty good story...
Unlike a lot of idiots around me, My Mossberg 500 was hunt-ready WAAAAYYY ahead of time....sabot barrel with cantilevered scope-mount installed, sighted in...got some Lyman Shocker style reloads from a friend of mine WEEKS in advance of the season. The weapon had been misfiring quite a bit during goose season....full-on misfiring.....I had checked the firing mechanism a few weeks before deer season when I put the sabot barrel on and ran probably 20 or so rounds since with NO misfires....
Primarily, I hunt behind my house.....which is to say that I only have to go about 500 yards to get to where I like to sit. On opening day, however, because the manufacturer of the ladder stand sent my first order to Salt Lake City :laugh:laugh and had to resend the order, I sat at the base of the tree I chose...only saw a few small doe....no shots fired...
I set up the stand the next day after work....it was actually after sunset, but I had enough time and light to get it installed..
Spent the next morning in that stand....and saw NADA....Zip....not even a damned squirrel... :doh In my mind, I was questioning EVERYTHING about the setup....the spot I chose...the direction I was facing (I had the woods to my back..I was on the treeline, to my left, open field for about 200 yards...then a RR track..... in front, 50 yards of field, then a 50 yard wide ravine with a creek in it, brushy and wooded, separating the field I was overlooking with the next one...to my left, open field for about 100 yds, then another brushy/wooded barrier to the next field....I felt maybe I should be facing INTO the woods..but, I digress...)
Yesterday, I had the whole day off from work, so I did the AM hunt, came in about noon, and decided....what the hell, I'll try the evening today.....
I hit the stand about 3:00 pm....nice day....mild wind, cloudy and just cool enough as it was getting later in the day....sunset is about 4:45 or so...
I saw a rafter of turkey, clucking around and eating....and I thought..."Hey, that's a GOOD thing....other game around NOT alerting is a good environment for passing deer.....
I was scoping the turkeys when something caught my eye....MOVEMENT
I can't tell you where they came from, but suddenly there were a coupla doe and a yearling on the edge of the field RIGHT in front of me.....
I knew right away that they were too small for this early in the season :p...I get one buck and one doe for this season (plus another doe in another part of the State...), and none of these were gonna be the ones....
I thought....cool! DECOYS... :smoke
I watched them walk around...eating and looking around....they went into the brush (assumedly to bed down for the night), and watched them with my scope for quite a while....then BOOM...they were gone....didn't take off, as far as I could tell...just vanished....:p
I pull my eye away from the scope, and look left....and stop DEAD...
50 yards away....broadside to me.....an easy kill...
An 8 pt. BUCK...not a monster, by any stretch, but a fully mature buck with a nice rack....
Now mind you, there were a BUNCH of years between my first bunch of big-game hunting seasons, and this past 5 or so....I just didn't live in the right places to be ABLE to hunt.....I hadn't even SEEN a buck in the field...during hunting season, since my very first kill (a 6 pt) my very first year of hunting- 1979...and now here one is.....and this one is MINE...:shhhh
I take my time, as he seems to be in no hurry....line him up in the scope exhale, and FIRE....or so it should have....:doh
All I heard was a loud "CLACK"
No response from the buck....nothing...he still doesn't know I'm there! :clap:clap:clap
I rack the pump down slowly, just enough to get the shell out by picking it out of the receiver.....the shell is opened...WTF?????:confused:
I remember thinking "How the FV<K did I manage to put an empty shell in the mag????"
I'm still shaking...because the buck is standing there, I've got the fever so bad, I'm not thinking straight...all I want to do is kill that damned BUCK!
Without even racking the action back any further (too much noise to just rack another shell)...thinkin' I'm pretty slick, I reach onto my vest, pull another shell, stick it in the breech, and VERY quietly close the receiver...
OK...I'm all ready.....line it up again.....everythings a go....I pull the trigger..
How many of you reading this story knows what happened next? ;)
That's right....
The loud CLACK was NOT a full on misfire....It was a sound I didn't recognize really, but one I will NEVER forget....
The pin hit the primer, the primer went off, but for some reason (maybe a reloading error???) the charge didn't ignite....
I did learn, on that fateful day, that a primer charge alone WILL, in fact, release a sabot load into the barrel.... :frownthre:frownthre:frownthre:frownthre
REALLY loud explosion..........
Cantilever mount and scope flies away like a twig you might throw....
Nothing left of the forestock that I had recently held in my left hand...
hot and painful left thumb.....
blew the thumb right OFF my glove....but I'm ASTOUNDED to see that I have a thumb still there....
Look at the barrel, and see a 10 inch rip, along the barrel, from the breech forward....both sides of the weapon, as I can see daylight thru it! I had just blown my weapon up.....fired a load into a barrel blocked by another load...
I quickly look up and the BUCK IS STILL STANDING THERE!!!!!
Not even alerted...not looking at me...as if NOTHING had happened....
Eventually, as I'm TRYING to find my camera phone (that is seep in my jean pocket, under my bibs) it just kind of wanders away....slowly....and for me....painfully.....
If he been a little closer, I'da thrown my damned KNIFE at him.....
But, all I could do was laugh at myself....what an idiot....
SOOOO hot for the kill, that I bypassed a very important detail, and it should have hurt me real bad.....might have killed me, in fact....
Here's a few pics of the resulting damage:
The thumb:
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00054.jpg
The forestock, which was found in 3 pieces at the base of the tree stand:
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00053.jpg
Where the forestock USED to be:
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00052.jpg
The scope...undamaged, still on the mount that broke off the barrel, and one side of the barrel (a pic of each side):
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00051.jpg
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00050.jpg
I think I'm gonna have to start NUMBERING my Bambi incidents.....
:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh
Unlike a lot of idiots around me, My Mossberg 500 was hunt-ready WAAAAYYY ahead of time....sabot barrel with cantilevered scope-mount installed, sighted in...got some Lyman Shocker style reloads from a friend of mine WEEKS in advance of the season. The weapon had been misfiring quite a bit during goose season....full-on misfiring.....I had checked the firing mechanism a few weeks before deer season when I put the sabot barrel on and ran probably 20 or so rounds since with NO misfires....
Primarily, I hunt behind my house.....which is to say that I only have to go about 500 yards to get to where I like to sit. On opening day, however, because the manufacturer of the ladder stand sent my first order to Salt Lake City :laugh:laugh and had to resend the order, I sat at the base of the tree I chose...only saw a few small doe....no shots fired...
I set up the stand the next day after work....it was actually after sunset, but I had enough time and light to get it installed..
Spent the next morning in that stand....and saw NADA....Zip....not even a damned squirrel... :doh In my mind, I was questioning EVERYTHING about the setup....the spot I chose...the direction I was facing (I had the woods to my back..I was on the treeline, to my left, open field for about 200 yards...then a RR track..... in front, 50 yards of field, then a 50 yard wide ravine with a creek in it, brushy and wooded, separating the field I was overlooking with the next one...to my left, open field for about 100 yds, then another brushy/wooded barrier to the next field....I felt maybe I should be facing INTO the woods..but, I digress...)
Yesterday, I had the whole day off from work, so I did the AM hunt, came in about noon, and decided....what the hell, I'll try the evening today.....
I hit the stand about 3:00 pm....nice day....mild wind, cloudy and just cool enough as it was getting later in the day....sunset is about 4:45 or so...
I saw a rafter of turkey, clucking around and eating....and I thought..."Hey, that's a GOOD thing....other game around NOT alerting is a good environment for passing deer.....
I was scoping the turkeys when something caught my eye....MOVEMENT
I can't tell you where they came from, but suddenly there were a coupla doe and a yearling on the edge of the field RIGHT in front of me.....
I knew right away that they were too small for this early in the season :p...I get one buck and one doe for this season (plus another doe in another part of the State...), and none of these were gonna be the ones....
I thought....cool! DECOYS... :smoke
I watched them walk around...eating and looking around....they went into the brush (assumedly to bed down for the night), and watched them with my scope for quite a while....then BOOM...they were gone....didn't take off, as far as I could tell...just vanished....:p
I pull my eye away from the scope, and look left....and stop DEAD...
50 yards away....broadside to me.....an easy kill...
An 8 pt. BUCK...not a monster, by any stretch, but a fully mature buck with a nice rack....
Now mind you, there were a BUNCH of years between my first bunch of big-game hunting seasons, and this past 5 or so....I just didn't live in the right places to be ABLE to hunt.....I hadn't even SEEN a buck in the field...during hunting season, since my very first kill (a 6 pt) my very first year of hunting- 1979...and now here one is.....and this one is MINE...:shhhh
I take my time, as he seems to be in no hurry....line him up in the scope exhale, and FIRE....or so it should have....:doh
All I heard was a loud "CLACK"
No response from the buck....nothing...he still doesn't know I'm there! :clap:clap:clap
I rack the pump down slowly, just enough to get the shell out by picking it out of the receiver.....the shell is opened...WTF?????:confused:
I remember thinking "How the FV<K did I manage to put an empty shell in the mag????"
I'm still shaking...because the buck is standing there, I've got the fever so bad, I'm not thinking straight...all I want to do is kill that damned BUCK!
Without even racking the action back any further (too much noise to just rack another shell)...thinkin' I'm pretty slick, I reach onto my vest, pull another shell, stick it in the breech, and VERY quietly close the receiver...
OK...I'm all ready.....line it up again.....everythings a go....I pull the trigger..
How many of you reading this story knows what happened next? ;)
That's right....
The loud CLACK was NOT a full on misfire....It was a sound I didn't recognize really, but one I will NEVER forget....
The pin hit the primer, the primer went off, but for some reason (maybe a reloading error???) the charge didn't ignite....
I did learn, on that fateful day, that a primer charge alone WILL, in fact, release a sabot load into the barrel.... :frownthre:frownthre:frownthre:frownthre
REALLY loud explosion..........
Cantilever mount and scope flies away like a twig you might throw....
Nothing left of the forestock that I had recently held in my left hand...
hot and painful left thumb.....
blew the thumb right OFF my glove....but I'm ASTOUNDED to see that I have a thumb still there....
Look at the barrel, and see a 10 inch rip, along the barrel, from the breech forward....both sides of the weapon, as I can see daylight thru it! I had just blown my weapon up.....fired a load into a barrel blocked by another load...
I quickly look up and the BUCK IS STILL STANDING THERE!!!!!
Not even alerted...not looking at me...as if NOTHING had happened....
Eventually, as I'm TRYING to find my camera phone (that is seep in my jean pocket, under my bibs) it just kind of wanders away....slowly....and for me....painfully.....
If he been a little closer, I'da thrown my damned KNIFE at him.....
But, all I could do was laugh at myself....what an idiot....
SOOOO hot for the kill, that I bypassed a very important detail, and it should have hurt me real bad.....might have killed me, in fact....
Here's a few pics of the resulting damage:
The thumb:
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00054.jpg
The forestock, which was found in 3 pieces at the base of the tree stand:
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00053.jpg
Where the forestock USED to be:
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00052.jpg
The scope...undamaged, still on the mount that broke off the barrel, and one side of the barrel (a pic of each side):
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00051.jpg
http://xlforum.net/photopost/data/656/p_00050.jpg
I think I'm gonna have to start NUMBERING my Bambi incidents.....
:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh:laugh