Meet taco or I should say meat for taco’s.
Rattled this beast in earlier this morning and all fell into place, well sorta, punched him clean through at 75 yards with the old 1915 BSA sht le III, had a goal this year to only carry this fine shooting iron and well even over a century old she still does the job fine!
Well the buck had other ideas and even after I waited 30 minutes I found him only to have one last mad dash in him and as he went by at 10 yards I folded him with the 303 and he did a summersault coming to his final resting spot.
A few tools of the trade.
Good time to use the one of a kind folder.
The start of the gutless method, quad sure makes life easier and the sled brings home the meat!
Good day to be in the outdoors.
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