Spent the last two days hunting a 10,000 acre low fence ranch in south Texas for Nilgai. I took a huge bull yesterday afternoon, and brother got his first thing this morning. These critters are super spooky, and seeing one for more than a few seconds is rare. All spot and stalk using senderos and field edges. I was exceptionally fortunate that my first stalk resulted in a bull on the ground. Brother went through the wringer with three long stalks that got blown before connecting. I watched him and the guide yesterday afternoon play chess with a big bull for 45 minutes before the bull got suspicious and spooked. I was slightly above the action and about 800 yards away. I would laser range the bull, then range my brother. They eventually got within 120 yards before they ran out of cover. There was a 10 minute stare down while they tried to ease out in the sendero to get a decent shot, and the bull broke and ran at the last second. His successful stalk was about a half mile on a group of bulls out in a field edge. The terrain and cover was just about perfect, and they popped out within 120 yards of the group. Picked out the best of the group and let ‘er fly.
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My bull. Rifle was a Ruger Alaskan in .338 Win Mag and 225 grain Federal Premium Trophy Copper ammo. Complete pass through from 60 yards and scrambled the boiler room something fierce.
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Brother’s bull. Rifle was a pre-Garcia Sako in .375 H&H Mag shooting Federal Premium Cape Shok 260 grain. Bullet was recovered just under the offside hide. That animal absorbed about 3400 pounds of energy and still ran 20 yards. Lungs were pretty much jello.
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