predator
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Just returned from Idaho after a very challenging but successful antelope hunt. The desert looks like June, it is so green that most of the animals had not yet come down to the unit. The ones there were spooky as all get out and had about a 1000 yard comfort zone. Several stalks tried and blown, after a couple days and with the help of a knowledgeable friend by the name of Blank, we put together an ambush. The buck didn't quite cooperate with our idea, but after what felt like a really long time squirming along on my belly , I was able to creep into a rock pile and make a go at him. He never knew I was about to turn out his lights from just shy of 180 yards. I misjudged how far he was angled away, but the bullet entered in front of his hip and traveled forward and through, taking out the liver. He didn't take but two steps. I couldn't turn him down as he was well earned!