Further to my last post where I had spotted a yearling (well, kid from last year) with a limp in its right hind leg, feeding with its sibling and older doe mother in the late evening, I made a trip on Saturday to establish whether it required culling, etc.
Nevertheless, I walked a mile around the field I saw them feeding in previously, to allow a stalk into the wind, crawled up along a stone wall, and rightly so, about 100 yds out of the woods in the field, they were feeding away. I spent a couple of minutes observing them from about 125 yds out, and their mother was not there! I am guessing she was either shot or involved in an RTA since two saturday's ago. I also noticed that in fact BOTH the young does had limps in their hind leg,,,could it be genetic?
Well, the decision was easy, so I took up a solid rest with the .243 and my home-loaded 87g Hornady BTHP's on the stone wall. Followed the one with the worst limp until it was broadside, and let one down range at Heart/Lung zone. The young doe went straight down, dead on the spot. The sister looked up, turned broadside, and I let one fly at the same H/L zone, spun around on the spot, and fell over stone dead. Not one step from either, nice shooting, happy with my new loads.
Waited 5 minutes, picked up my brass, gloves, etc. and strolled over to conduct inspection and gralloch. Nice healthy deer, but both with leg injuries as per below pictures. One had a nasty cut on the upper leg in the haunch region, exposed flesh and with abnormal growth forming around it. The other had a deep cut to its lower leg, flesh wound, which was dirty. Needless to say, the mother probably dragged them over way too high barb wire fences, and this could have resulted in them falling into a terrible decline of health, leading to death by infection, etc.
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So all in all, pretty happy with the outcome, mind you, it was a long trip back to the car! esp. as the roe sack split, and carrying two yearling kids on your neck along with the other gear, blood running down your back, is tough work...I guess it proves I definitely enjoy it