I've been after this one for a few weeks now. Always waits me out in the tree over the fence, hence why I never take the shot. Well, I took my chances this time since the brush is still light, and my shoulder injury is a solid 90% healed.
Walked out to about 30 yards away and let a polymag say hello to this gal's face. Using the red torch on top of the scope to spot them, and it doesn't spoke them.
Down it went, right over my fence into the abyss. I never usually recover the bodies from there because it's so dense with that vine crap that loves to entangle power poles and old trees.
I hopped the fence and dug around a bit, making sure I brought Frankie with me, locked and loaded. Found her at the base of the tree, not moving, but I didn't hear the death dance coons are notorious for. I didn't give her a chance to trick me, I just put the muzzle and inch from the back of her head and put another polymag in her brain.
Sure as hell, she started flipping and rolling, doing the helicopter tail, making all sorts of noise! I waited a good five minutes to let her settle down and she was done.
Next coon I go for will get a harder pellet, neither pellet made it out of her head but both went in. I'll check in the morning to see exactly where I hit the first shot, but I could see the pellet in flight and it was dead nuts in the forehead between the eyes.
Frankie did get a couple scratches on the scope sunshade from rubbing on the fence when I leaned him against it so I could hop over. I'd normally be upset, but this was well worth the battle scars!
Walked out to about 30 yards away and let a polymag say hello to this gal's face. Using the red torch on top of the scope to spot them, and it doesn't spoke them.
Down it went, right over my fence into the abyss. I never usually recover the bodies from there because it's so dense with that vine crap that loves to entangle power poles and old trees.
I hopped the fence and dug around a bit, making sure I brought Frankie with me, locked and loaded. Found her at the base of the tree, not moving, but I didn't hear the death dance coons are notorious for. I didn't give her a chance to trick me, I just put the muzzle and inch from the back of her head and put another polymag in her brain.
Sure as hell, she started flipping and rolling, doing the helicopter tail, making all sorts of noise! I waited a good five minutes to let her settle down and she was done.
Next coon I go for will get a harder pellet, neither pellet made it out of her head but both went in. I'll check in the morning to see exactly where I hit the first shot, but I could see the pellet in flight and it was dead nuts in the forehead between the eyes.
Frankie did get a couple scratches on the scope sunshade from rubbing on the fence when I leaned him against it so I could hop over. I'd normally be upset, but this was well worth the battle scars!