
Details dear boy , Details.
Sure thing, harry. A little background first. There's a beltway of woods out behind my property that I hunt deer, squirrel, rabbits (if I'm lucky), and these damn foxes. We moved her about 5 years ago and first it was woodchucks and a .25 Synrod that started me down the black hole of AG's. The foxes had been around but weren't that troublesome to us. The farmers behind the beltway probably would have said otherwise. Our county is overpopulated with them..you see them all hours of the day and in PA there's no limit while in season on them. Anyway, we had a family move into the back of our yard in a woodchuck den. Then we had them coming from across the street through our yard back to the beltway. Then this year we had another family move into the neighbor's unkempt portion of her yard. I have daughters 2 & 4 and a 5 year old Staffordshire terrier. The wife and I were sitting on our deck in the back this summer and the male from the den in the neighbor came right up to our split rail fence to stare the dog down...we didn't even know it until the damn thing barked at us and scare the crap out of us. Some of them are mangy and none of them are afraid of the dog, who only wants to chase them and kill them...and then there's been cases of some rabies in the area. So, are they beautiful animals and would I love to see them in the woods, most certainly. But I prefer to be proactive and try to keep them away from my family. Were it not for that, the state would be out one set of fur taking license fees.
On this morning it was chilly but not too cold. It was around 7am or so and I was in the beltway near what I'd call the back, close to the back of my yard and the back edge of the neighbors' yards along our road. It's mid squirrel season so I'm back there hoping to get a shot off at something, but mainly hoping to luck up on a fox. During the spring we can pattern them as they hunt for their pups. In the fall they all leave the den but they still, and others, use the same path back into the woods to hunt and sometimes do it around the same hours. But still, it's luck, right? I did get a reed call this year but I'm just in a pocket of woods in a semi-rural area and I'm afraid to really wail on the thing so I've just been practicing mouse squeaks so far. Anyway, this morning I was just sitting on a downed log with the L2 across my lap scanning out in front of me towards the farmer's field. The foxes usually go either well to the left of me out of sight from this position or along a path that would lead them to me and back behind me into my yard (or from my yard, if coming from that way), so I was actually in a good spot to be spotted. I was right in the path. I was really thinking more bushytail than fox but what happens, happens and sometimes a bad spot in a good place isn't always bad.
So I'm sitting there and I catch something of out the corner of my right eye and look over and 25 yards from me is the fox. Looking at me. The L2 is pointed to the left, my hand is on the grip of course, but I'm 90 degrees to the fox. I'm amazed as he looks away. I pull the gun out and start to turn and he looks back as I have it outstretched in front of me, frozen. He goes about his bidness. So here's the part that I goofed up and should have thought through better, as I pulled up on him and rushed a shot offhand with my body twisted, rather than taking the time to brace myself and get a steady draw down. Luckily it was a clean miss into the tree next to him and he did a quick once around and bolted back about 15 yards and looked back but didn't run off. While he was putting distance between us, I sorted myself out and got braced so that when he looked back I was set up well. There were trees between us so I had to wait for him to sniff and nose his way into a position where I could get a clear shot. When he did I shot at his head just as he moved and I'm almost positive it hit him at the base of his neck. He let out a quick yelp and started doing the flip-around dance. When he stopped twisting enough for a second I popped off 2 more shots in quick succession; they both should have gone into the vital zone. The second shot and he dropped motionless. I'm pretty sure I could have managed to take him cleanly with a non-indexing repeater like my Taipan or Cricket, but the L2 really made it easy work. And I was glad for that in the end.
He was big, probably 18# or so though didn't weigh him. I looked him over and over and could not find a single wound on him. Ticks aplenty, but not entry or exit wounds. No blood. Nothing. I almost got electric shears just to find them, but I didn't. I just know that 3rd shot that hit him nail something vital or else that combined with the head/neck shot was the coup de grace.
Anyway, that's the deal with this one. My L2 was set up with the .22 at ~ 40 fpe. .22 is the only caliber I can legally hunt with in my county, so while I have a .30 barrel I haven't yet installed it. Not cause I can't hunt with it..well, that's part of it, but mostly it's because I've had a $130 paperweight for 2 months that's supposed to be a regulator tester that probably cost $10 in materials. But that, too, is another story....