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It is also alledged that he shot flying crows with a .22.
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I tried to do that many times when I was a kid; never brought one down. [img]/forums/images/icons/laugh.gif[/img]
My Dad killed several moose and caribou with a 30-06, but I don't know at what distances. I do know he was the best shot I ever saw with a .22 rifle, and he had a lever action Marlin 30-30 for deer in Texas, but got the 30-06 when moved to Alaska.
Dad was an avid squirrel hunter with an open sight Remington bolt action .22 (I still have that rifle). I'll never forget one day when I was 17 and Dad's best friend told Dad about a brother-in-law that he thought might be as good, or even better, at finding and shooting squirrels than Dad was. Well, the friend, the friend's son, the brother-in-law, Dad, and I walked down along the creek (just the two men carrying their rifles). It was no time at all until Dad said he could see a squirrel way up high in a tall tree, and told the other guy to try first. Well, we all walked around that tree, tried unsuccessfully to sight the squirrel, the other two men decided that what Dad was looking at wasn't actually a squirrel, and finally told him that if he could see it, to shoot it himself. He did. I went and picked up the squirrel. The bullet went in one eye and out the other. The other men turned around headed for the house without saying a word. Dad told me he didn't necessarily aim for the eye, but that all he could see was the head so that's what he had to shoot at. I never knew of anyone else to challenge him at shooting a .22.