CLOSE RANGE:
How to mess up a SURE shot the STUPID way
In the past, there were times when
▪ I missed because the quarry moved the moment I pulled the trigger.
▪ There were times I missed because the wind decided to swirl into a different direction just as my pellet was making its way to the quarry.
▪ And times when I missed because my Chinese valve, regulator, or other part did what Chinese gun parts often do.
Well, this is not one of those times.
I had a pigeon land really close to my well-conceiled position.
50 yards range would have been fine. 12 yards would have been fine.
But it was only 4 yards....
I raised my head slowly over my cover, left eye scanning for the quarry, right eye aiming through 3x magnification.
What a rush! (and rushed I was, as these pigeons don't stick around once they see a human this close).
THERE IT IS!! —— Crosshairs on it!! —— Squeeze the trigger, follow through!!
A loud sharp slap.
Not the expected deep thudd....
Fluttering of a scared pest bird. Fluttering away — not fluttering on the ground in a final death dance....
STUPID!! (me, that is).
Missed a 4 (four) yard shot!
At such close range the trajectory of my JSB dome was over an inch lower than the crosshairs.
And on its way it hit an obstacle that — — in the scope view — didn't seem to be in the way of the trajectory. But that's what I hit.
And the pest bird lives to poop another day.
There is plenty to learn for me...
MY SICKNESS
I welcome 50 yard shots. 5 yard shots scare me. I have missed those shots — so — many — times.
And one reason is that hunting fever is real. It's a sickness that shuts my brain off.
So, unless my brain is trained through many practices where it will perform on auto-pilot, I will continue to miss those extreme close range shots.
THE TREATMENT
For my fever the doctor might prescribe the following treatment:
Maybe I need a shooting range at the bottom of a ravine, or some other location where I have backstops all around me.
I'll place numbered targets all around me at varying ranges, some far, but many at extreme close ranges.
And then, I need to shoot them in order, under time pressure.
Until my brain learns to perform on auto-pilot.
➔ Death to all pigeons, both NEAR and far!
What are your experiences with extreme close range shots on quarry?
Have a great day! (meaning, go kill something).
Matthias
How to mess up a SURE shot the STUPID way
In the past, there were times when
▪ I missed because the quarry moved the moment I pulled the trigger.
▪ There were times I missed because the wind decided to swirl into a different direction just as my pellet was making its way to the quarry.
▪ And times when I missed because my Chinese valve, regulator, or other part did what Chinese gun parts often do.
Well, this is not one of those times.
I had a pigeon land really close to my well-conceiled position.
50 yards range would have been fine. 12 yards would have been fine.
But it was only 4 yards....
I raised my head slowly over my cover, left eye scanning for the quarry, right eye aiming through 3x magnification.
What a rush! (and rushed I was, as these pigeons don't stick around once they see a human this close).
THERE IT IS!! —— Crosshairs on it!! —— Squeeze the trigger, follow through!!
• • • • • • •
A loud sharp slap.
Not the expected deep thudd....
Fluttering of a scared pest bird. Fluttering away — not fluttering on the ground in a final death dance....
STUPID!! (me, that is).
Missed a 4 (four) yard shot!
At such close range the trajectory of my JSB dome was over an inch lower than the crosshairs.
And on its way it hit an obstacle that — — in the scope view — didn't seem to be in the way of the trajectory. But that's what I hit.
And the pest bird lives to poop another day.
• • • • • • •
There is plenty to learn for me...
MY SICKNESS
I welcome 50 yard shots. 5 yard shots scare me. I have missed those shots — so — many — times.
And one reason is that hunting fever is real. It's a sickness that shuts my brain off.
So, unless my brain is trained through many practices where it will perform on auto-pilot, I will continue to miss those extreme close range shots.
THE TREATMENT
For my fever the doctor might prescribe the following treatment:
Maybe I need a shooting range at the bottom of a ravine, or some other location where I have backstops all around me.
I'll place numbered targets all around me at varying ranges, some far, but many at extreme close ranges.
And then, I need to shoot them in order, under time pressure.
Until my brain learns to perform on auto-pilot.
➔ Death to all pigeons, both NEAR and far!
What are your experiences with extreme close range shots on quarry?
Have a great day! (meaning, go kill something).
Matthias