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Flemming Stenholt

Running out of time and patience

6 june 2006 • 10 km north of Silkeborg, Denmark
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“It was appr. 15 minutes to sundown and hunting past sundown is prohibited in Denmark. I had already been sitting the for 1½ hour and was running out of both time and patience. ”

I was buck-hunting sitting in the shade of a fallen pinetree waiting for the buck to show. It was appr. 15 minutes to sundown and hunting past sundown is prohibited in Denmark. I had already been sitting the for 1½ hour and was running out of both time and patience.

Suddenly I almost inhaled an insect and starting couching to get the insect out again. When I got rid of the bug I decided that with only 10 minutes left and with the noise I had been making chances of getting buck today was slim and decided to call it a day. I started packing my stuff together when I suddenly saw a buck in the distance heading my way. By the direction he was having I estimated him to appear appr. 50-75 meters away from behind some bushes, so I hid behind the pine tree again and prepared myself for a his entrance at the arena.

Time was ticking and closing time was only a couple of minutes away, when he suddenly appeared not 50-75 but 7 meters away starting to eat the leaf of a bush right next to me. My heart stood still. I had to turn about 45 degrees to get the shot and while I was turning very slowly my brain was struggling to figure out what to do at a distance of only 7 meters. Is the aiming point going to be high or low? During the time it took to turn the 45 degrees I decided that it had to high so I aimed 6-7 cm above the heart and took the shot. The buck jumped in the air and started chasing down a gorge not looking hit at all. He kept going for about 100 meters which gave me enough time to doubt my decision about aiming high or low. Suddenly he tumbled and fell. I was following him through my scope and could see he wasn’t moving at all. I waited for another 5 minutes and then went down for him.

The buck was hit by a clean shot to the heart and was stone dead. How he managed to run that far with a bullet through the heart is beyond me.

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