An extremely long new rifle story

Thought I’d write up the experience I’ve had with the new Howa Varminter 6.5 Creedmoor these last few days, and describe the environment and what we get up to in the Manawatu-Whanganui region of the central North Island. It’s a long, warm summer evening, solar power in the cabin, me and two worn out Staffies and a cold ale or three. All the jobs are done, so here goes.

NB! This is way too long. Give yourself a couple of days. Or give up now! See notes towards the end about being rained in. You have been warned.

Background to the requirement

After a red spiker cull in August, a step taken by the locals to ward off pressure from the Department of Conservation (DOC), I realised I needed a new rifle to step up my normal hunting ranges into proper “medium” range, further than what I shoot with my .243 Win and .308 Win. For lighter framed deer, which is mostly what we hunt (yearlings, young dry hinds, spikers) the .243 is energy limited to around 350m, fallow it will still drop easily a ways past that. The .308 is scope limited. It wears a Zeiss Duralyt with the #6 Plex reticle, set up to shoot MPBR. I don’t like using a Plex reticle to holdover as it’s too imprecise. But it’s very good for point and shoot type hunting where you can run into a deer suddenly and time is not on your side. Generally speaking, I use the .243 in open country from good vantage points where I have a lot of time to set up the shot, and the .308 in closer, scrubby or wooded country. I could have just put a different scope on the .308, but it’s not got the barrel contour I need, more on that later.

The objective was to build a rifle / cartridge / scope combo that would enable hunting between 300-700m or thereabouts. Primary target species: smallish reds, fallow, goats and occasionally pigs. The properties here (sheep and cattle farms) are all carrying way too many deer and goats, and accessing the animals for sub-300m shooting can be very hard in the most densely populated areas, due to the terrain.

The properties in question ring a region of heavily forested hills running ~15km along a N-S ridge, of variable width but typically 4-6km; this area falls under DOC. This bush block is landlocked by the private properties on all sides; this means that there is no public access to the conservation land without a permit from one of the adjacent landowners. And access agreement permits to the bush will never be granted, to anyone. Whilst the conservation land is nominally managed by the DOC, in practice they have very little to do with it other than poison it periodically.

What this all means is that high numbers of red deer, goats and pigs bed down in the bush block and come out onto the farms to browse and graze. There has been a dramatic increase in honey money here, so all the farms have allowed the manuka scrub to regrow across the uppermost paddocks to feed the bees, so there are a great many scrubby gullies and wide swathes of manuka interspersed with lush grass clearings. It’s perfect deer and goat habitat. The fallow inhabit the lower elevations and will stay in smaller bush blocks on the private land if they don’t get much pressure, preferring not to move around. The reds move quite far, and retreat to the upper bush blocks above ~500m most nights. Here’s a picture of typical red deer habitat and a hunting scenario that would require a bankable 500m rifle shooting a 130-150gr pill.

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(Sorry for the crappy picture off the phone, in the rain.)

These two hinds were very shootable, the wind was directly into my face at a steady 6km/h. Access to bone them out would have been the very long way round, but possible, from the boundary down. You can’t get across the stream at the bottom of the face as there’s an 8-10m sheer vertical drop to the water. That’s typical in this area – it’s soft muddy limestone country and the streams erode treacherously deep ravines that have claimed many a pig dog and the odd unwary hunter over the years.

To get closer to these hinds in the interests of “sporting chance” would 90% of the time result in being seen, heard or winded – the winds swirl around the gullies and will be in your face one moment, in your back the next. And time is always short – to get round to a potential sub-200m shot on foot would probably take an hour plus of hard yakka one way, with usually 2-3 creek crossings and extremely steep, dangerous, slippery sections of dense bush thickets. The best bet is to quad bike to a high point and assess options from there, walking the ridgelines to the saddles for the best vantage points. Once you’ve parked up and secured the dogs, expect to walk 5-10km, you’ll need to open up those lungs for the long, ball-busting 1:3 and steeper climbs. On this saddle, where the photo was taken, the wind is consistent, measureable and generally quite reliable, so you can stay out of earshot, sight and smell of usually glass high numbers of reds and goats.

For meat hunting, animal selection will be based on age, gender, fawn dependency and most important of all, where it is located. If you can’t get to it, don’t shoot it. You need to know the land – if it’s a new area, looking at a gradient from a perpendicular angle across the gully, it’s very hard to judge how steep the opposing face is. Many times when goat shooting I have been surprised by how far they tumble, sometimes a 100m in elevation on a clear face. You don’t want tumbling deer! To counter the threat of runners, the best shooting positions are the ones where you have a wide field of view from slightly above the animal, on more open grassy faces. You want to watch the bullet strike, the usually very short journey to the Pearly Gates, to where it drops and then what happens next… does it stay right there, slide down a bit, or tumble? A spotter is handy for this task – ranging, observing and calling the wind. Shooting a lot with my neighbour, and my missus, we have got this kind of shooting worked out pretty well where ranges don’t much exceed 350m. With a waterproof notebook dope sheet in 10m intervals we can range / call / adjust elevation as the animals are on the move, all the while keeping the target animal in the scope’s field of view, hitting it the very moment it stops in a good position. A quality tilting and swivelling bipod is a good accessory to have, along with high levels of tolerance for lying in the mud, wet grass and thistles for extended periods.

This kind of central North Island scenario is why deer shooting is commonly undertaken at much longer ranges than in woods and fields of England, or the open Scottish Highlands. In the regions where the hills top out in bush below ~800m, the severity of the gradients and deep gullies covered in impenetrable thickets make close stalking pretty much impossible. It is precisely because of the severity of these environments that they make ideal deer, goat and pig habitat – they are hard to get to. Above 800m in this region and you break out into sub-alpine tussock, and on up into rocky snow country. That area lies just to the east of us around Mt. Ruapehu.

The one important thing to emphasise is time. We hunt like this with time on our side. There are no hurried shots. Blokes that are used to hunting on the knife edge of adrenalin and excitement after hours painstakingly stalking an animal… they get a bit bored with what we do after a while. All the range checking, consulting tables of numbers, smart phone apps, waiting for the wind… it all requires time. And at least 50% of the time the shot is canned at the last minute anyway as the animal is partially obscured, or standing wrong, or something else comes into view that requires assessment.

In lower country on both private and public land, on the river flats and surrounding rolling hills, close stalking is common and popular. A lot of low grade land that was cleared in the earlier days has been let go and returned to patchy scrub, and a fair amount has been absorbed into conservation estate. Manuka honey has brought a new lease of life to some of the poor quality, lower elevation country around here. What were smaller, marginal sheep farms are now mixed dry stock at much lower stocking rates, with lots of hives, and frequently a single owner / worker who lives in town and has another job. Trying to control the scrub is often just too hard for the lone farmer in wet hill country like this, once it’s got a foot hold, he’s on a hiding to nothing. The upside for the deer hunter is that this kind of land makes for the best traditional stalking country, as it is easy to get around on foot and you’re not far from access points for quads, ATVs or 4WDs. On productive properties adjacent to wild open country, if the owner has made the decision to harbour deer, there will be heaps of fallow plus some lowland reds, usually hinds and young stags. We don’t have sika over this side, and the sambar population (small in New Zealand) is a little to the south of here. There’s a very popular NZ YouTube channel that is filmed in this kind of lower country in the foothills of the Ureweras, on the other side of the central North Island from here.

The following photo is a classic close stalking environment in the lower country adjacent to our block. It’s a failed farm that’s now a small DOC block, teeming with deer, goats and pigs. There are two ways to hunt it: walk very quietly, or sit and wait. Walking, it’s easy to take multiple goats, they are so oblivious. It is fantastic bow hunting country for goats. For deer it’s probably too hard for good quality stalking, there are better places higher up where the scrub transitions to woods and it’s more open.

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The most productive way to hunt this area is to scout it the day before and look at the sign, working out what’s goat and what’s deer, and how big, then pick the most likely game trails heading down from the bush into the clearings. Find a suitable location to watch these clearings in the evening with the wind in mind (difficult) and 9 times out of 10 you’ll go home with a deer. Usually a yearling that’s been kicked out by its mother, and yet to learn the essential survival skill of resisting the open green clearings until after dark. I took this photo in the middle of the day, scouting, and about 5 minutes later walked right into a large red stag browsing in a cool glade in the shade. He’s a well-known beast, very heavy in the body with reliable 20-22 points every year, he’s in velvet now. He’s been a keeper for a few years, we’ve been trying to protect him from being shot by chasing him out of the DOC block, not that the public are actually allowed to hunt it. However, he is starting to become a liability… he’s been observed rounding up large harems and fending off good quality younger stags, but due to his weight he struggles to mount the lighter hinds, and on this trip we have noticed that there’s a fair few dry hinds in the big boy’s area of influence. So it might be time soon to send him on his way. The arrow at the top of the hill is where he likes to roar from when he starts up in April.

However, all this comes with a conundrum. If the landowners don’t control red deer and goat numbers, then the control will be taken out of our hands by DOC and (a) the helicopters will be called in to deal to the deer, and (b) there’s a higher likelihood of more 1080 poison drops into the bush blocks. We despise 1080, it is a curse and kills pretty much everything, targeted or not. DOC says it’s just for the possums, that’s bollox. It’s for everything introduced. So it’s imperative that deer populations are not allowed to get away on us, plus, in terms of paid hunts it’s in our interest obviously to control the males to promote the best heads. Personally, I’m not interested in trophies. I far prefer nurturing and watching the really big boys. When they get too old, heavy and impotent, that’s the time to take them out. Two of the six private properties bordering the conservation bush land conduct guided trophy and meat hunting.

When goat hunting, with the usual light-contour barrelled sporting rifles we can struggle to take advantage of the good shooting positions. The number of animals in a mob requires rapid successive shots, followed by a quick reload and then another full magazine…. and that can be terminally bad for throats and barrels, as well as obviously resulting in wandering POIs and misses.

For the deer, the trick is to nail them with heavy suppression, far enough away that they can’t wind you or easily work out where the threat is coming from. They will often run around in a circle and actually work towards the shooting position, hearing the reflected sound from the face opposite
the shooting position, thinking the threat is the other side. Red deer here always stop to look back after running off – always – and that is often when your best opportunity of a second animal. An experienced shooter here will follow the second targeted animal in the scope and hold over for additional range if the animal ran away, slightly under if the animal runs down and towards the shooting position.
 
The projectiles, rifle and glass

The distance and the fickle winds call for high BC, heavy for calibre bullets. I’ve had the chance to experience the newer 6.5mm hunting bullets in mates’ rifles and been impressed with their performance, especially versus the traditional lower BC pills such as the Sierra Gamekings in .270 and .308. To be honest I’d been borrowing a 6.5 for a while, and knew I was reaching the limits of a Borrow Agreement between mates. OK, so my mate still has my .22LR Anschutz after about 7 years, but that’s not the point… If you’re reading this Alan…???

We’re not fans of the Berger VLDs with their tiny hollow points and thick jackets on the ogive, they don’t expand reliably in our experience as I have posted before. The two obvious options were Nosler Accubond LRs and Hornday ELD-X and -M. I’ve gone with the Hornady 143gr ELD-X for starters, because of (a) price, (b) availability and (c) proven BCs.

(I know several SD members have sworn off Hornady because of lack of availability of the ELDs in the UK, but that’s not actually Hornady’s fault, that’s the fault of the UK importer / distributor. Here and in Aus they are plentiful despite the high demand.)

Repeatable accuracy from an economic rifle I can shoot all day, and a pill that will hit hard enough to bang-flop a good sized red deer. That’s the requirement. I looked at the usual non-magnum cartridges and worked through the numbers. The 6.5 Creedmoor, being a designed-with-the-long-bullets-in-mind chambering, fitted the bill perfectly. Low recoil is important to me – and go for it, give me flak (who know who you are) – but shooting off the end of spurs with a 45° drop on the one side and a 30° drop on the other, body position all tangled up and pointing downhill with all 12” of the bipod required… sorry fellas but a 20ft-lb+++ boot in the shoulder ain’t gonna do your accuracy any good at all at 500m+.

I looked at several rifle makes. It had to fit my requirement of being (a) familiar to me, (b) cheap, (c) easy to customise. I had to have a medium or preferably heavy contour barrel, to deal with the long shot strings I knew I would be shooting. I was not happy with the pricing or wait time of the Tikka or Remington options. The Howa 1500 Varminter was the only logical option, I got one for 2/10 of bugger all compared to all the other main brands.

I bought the rifle new with the Hogue stock, which came off straight away and put on my .243 Win sporter contour, for a bit of extra barrel clearance. I plan to buy another Howa barrelled action in .204 Ruger at some point, and will drop it into the spare Hogue stock after some minor work. At the same time, I got a Bushnell Elite Tacticool 6-24x50 with the G2DMR reticle, in first focal plane as are my other 6-24x50 scopes. I’d read several highly favourable reviews of the Bushnell, and whilst initially I was sure I was going to buy another Vortex, I remembered that the underlying premise to this rifle build was low cost and these days the high end Vortex scopes are much more expensive than they were when I first bought them in 2012. The Bushnell was on special, I convinced my firearms dealer to let me take one home and test it in real light conditions, and I bought it without further hesitation. The two features it doesn’t have are a zero stop and an illuminated reticle. The former I got round by using the right bases, the latter is something I may or may not come to regret, we’ll see.

I ordered a Boyds AT-One stock from the US, instead of the Boyds Pro Varmint, because I need adjustability to enable my short ass wife and two young sons to be able to shoot this rifle with a shorter length of pull. In the meantime, I dropped the barrelled action into the gunsmith and had it threaded for a DPT suppressor, and two-piece 20MOA bases made up and fitted. I like the HACT triggers and simply lightened the pull to the lowest it will go and left it at that. Edit: it’s still too heavy and needs some lightening work.

The first stock arrived, warped, slightly, but enough to warrant it getting cut in half and Boyds sending me a new one. I will say this – the quality of the adjustable comb, LOP and the swappable forend and pistol grips is not great. Pretty ordinary really. It all works though, and I suppose at that price point you get what you pay for (considerably less than half the price of the GRS stocks here). I don’t regret buying it now I’ve used it, but first impressions took a while to get past.

When the second effort arrived it was fine, still a stupidly tight fit due to poor inletting, so I set about relieving the action inlet forthwith, which an easy job with a super-sharp narrow short bladed chisel and dremel. When I was happy that I’d got a nice clean action to stock fit with no hang ups or touch points between the recoil lug and the tang, I made some pillars. I turned down a 7mm-08 stainless barrel end from a barrel shortening job, and made up two 10mm OD pillars, which fitted nice and tight into the laminate, after I drilled out the existing action screw holes.

Now I had some steel to torque up on rather than the compressible laminate, I got out the epoxy and bedded the recoil lug and the tang. I didn’t bother with a full length job, probably not necessary I assumed, based on what I’d seen of my neighbour’s rifle. Next day, out popped the action and the job was a good’un. Now the action sat perfectly rigid in the stock and the barrel was completely free floated. I decided to see how the rifle shot before making a call whether or not to bed the knox. I torqued up the action screws to 60in-lbs and set about mounting the scope.

It then became apparent there was a problem with the front base. It was slightly out of alignment with the rear, which got right up my arse considering it was a couple of days before Xmas and I was leaving for the bush. I bore sighted it and could see I was going to have to use a lot of my available windage to get it to work. I agreed with the gunsmith that he would fix it in the New Year and in the meantime, in the unlikely event that I went shooting in stronger winds, I would hold for elevated windage values if required. The gunsmith now has some windage adjustable rings on order, in the meantime it is wearing very low profile steel rings that position the scope just right on the 20MOA bases. Then it was off to the cabin for a 4-5 weeks of R&R with guns.

An interesting point is just how planted this stock and heavy barrelled action feels in the hand. On the bipod, on the dining room table and on the floor indoors, I experimented with a couple of different holds and was struck by the rig’s stability. It’s every bit as robust and stable as my Tikka T3 Super Varmints, probably more so. It’s a hard thing to quantify, it just felt right.

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Load development

My portable loading station at the cabin, thanks to a 25-year-old Black & Decker Workmate.

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After thoroughly degreasing the bore, I made up 20 mild loads of 38.6gr AR2209 into new Lapua small primer brass, with CCI BR4 primers. I selected a COAL of 2.850”. The SAAMI spec is 2.800” and my chambering will allow for 2.900” with a 20 thou jump to the lands. I followed Howa’s instructions to the letter – 1 shot, cool down, then a solvent wipe through only and patch out until clear. Repeat for 10 shots. Yes I know there are many ways to do this, but simply put, every time I get a new rifle, I follow the manufacturer’s instructions and never run into problems down the track… I didn’t bother recording accuracy or velocity, just shot them at a handy hillside and startled the sheep.

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The subsequent 10 shots were fired in pairs at an A2 sized paper sheet on a plywood board, followed by the same wipe through procedure. I chrono’d velocity, with was in the mid-2400s, a good 100fps lower than what the book said it should be, which was a bit of a concern. I started to dial in the scope and by shot 15 was ready to shoot a group of 6 shots at 100m, pretty happy that the elevation, hence velocity, was ok-ish. See photo – shots 15 & 16 were on the same elevation, shots 17-20 all went through the same hole. I thought that was pretty encouraging. The 6 shot group gave me an ES of 23 and a SD of 10. Not too shabby. But why the lower velocity?

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I adjusted the scope to what I was measuring from the excellent G2DMR reticle, to bring the zero onto the bullseye, gave the rifle a good wipe through – no bronze brushes, just cotton – oiled it with CRC Long Life, and put it away for the night, well pleased.

Next morning I took out some left over rounds made up by my mate for the exact same rifle as part of his load development process, exact same ingredients. 10 rounds, in pairs, in 0.2gr increments from 40gr to 41gr. The idea of using these rounds was to work up steadily to check for pressure signs, though I wasn’t expecting any. In fact, I pretty much knew in advance that unless there was an unexpected difference between the two rifles (with very close serial numbers) then I was going to end up over book max. Alan ended up at 42.8gr and 2,695fps average. These ten rounds were fine and showed a steady slight increase in point of impact as one would expect.

I made up 10 rounds to do a further ladder test. Starting at 41gr and going up in 0.2gr increments, I ended up with two flattish spots on my chart and two sets of overlapping holes on the paper, but by shot #9 was still not quite at my target velocity of 2,700fps which wasn’t what I expected at all. Hmm. Shots 7, 8 and 9 had roughly flat spotted at an average of 2,685fps and given slightly cratered primers, but the bolt was smooth and not at all tight. I nearly didn’t fire shot #10 wondering what was up. But I did, and shot #10 saw a big jump up to 2,740fps with no primer crater at all and a nice loose bolt. I was 1.0gr above book max by this point, but with my mate’s experience with the same propellant, projectile and type of rifle, and no concerning pressure signs, I decided to further test 43gr and make up 5 more rounds. Those 5 rounds gave me a rough half-inch one-ragged-hole group at 100m with an average velocity of 2,730fps. Bingo. Interesting too was the fact that this was within 10fps of what Quickload modelled at a PMax of 53,777psi. And no primer cratering, just perfect clean brass. In the interests of brass life, I saw no need to continue on upwards with the ladder test and decided to stick for the time being.

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Next up it was make up 5 more rounds, have a nap and wait for the evening and the wind to die off, then up the track to the 400m target. I entered the data into Strelock+ and it told me to dial up by however many clicks, then, whack-whack-whack-whack-whack, 5 quick shots and a 0.4MOA group over the bullseye. Not too shabby. The velocity was stable at 2,730fps average, with low ES / SD. The MRAD calibration was spot on, so another tick in the “Approved” column as trusting the mechanicals of these scopes is a biggy.
 
First hunt with the new rig

By now I had put 40 shots down the tube, so some more gentle TLC that evening (for the rifle, not me unfortunately, the wife is overseas) and the following morning it was off to the hills. A walk up onto the ridge from where I left the bike and dogs in the woods, proved the double sling my wife made to be a winner, as the weight spread across the two shoulders negated the 13lb all up weight of the rifle plus accessories. My new clever quick detachable, front mounting bag is just big enough for binos, a coffee flask or water bottle, plus snacks, the rest of my gear goes into the multiple pockets of my Flecktarn camo clothing which is invisible to deer (I like to think, I draw the line at face paint though). The clever reversible side mounting of the bottom sling swivel on the AT-One buttstock makes it way more comfortable than the usual bottom-of-buttstock position, as the rifle doesn’t twist and dig the trigger guard into your back.

I got to one of my favourite goat and deer spots looking out over the active volcano Ruapehu and its siblings Ngauruhoe and Tongariro. This is a classic hunting spot guaranteed to deliver some productive fun, either goat control or venison, or both. I set up on the 6-12” bipod and glassed the nearest faces – and was in the money right away. Two billy goats standing well apart at 225 and 285m, and a third standing alone on a different spur at 300m, a comfy distance to test the new load. The goats were oblivious as usual, so I selected the goat at 285m due to his stance in clear air on a little knob about half way down the opposite ridge. I took my time ranging, checking my dope book, looking at what the wind was doing, before click-click on the elevation turret, and… bang-thwop-tumble, way down into the gully he went. The second billy ran uphill, but not knowing where I was he chose the wrong side of the ridge to hide… and ended up in the bottom of the gully too. I was pleased with the terminal performance so far – characteristic instant collapses. When a goat is shot in the CNS in the mid chest area, which is my preferred point of aim, they have a way of going rigid with their front legs dead straight out in front of them, freezing on the spot for a second or two, then simply falling over dead as a door nail. It’s quite different to deer, which tend to go down more floppily, at the rear first.

The third goat – a nice black billy on another ridge to the left, just stood and stared in the direction of the first dead goat, which told me he’d not had pressure before. We get a lot of younger billies come over the hills from the Whanganui National Park in search of new genes to breed with, it’s a clear run of bush all the way with no farmland, roads or other human infrastructure to encounter along the way. These migrant animals have possibly never seen a human before and it’s amazing how oblivious to the danger they can be. This one stood and watched proceedings, before turning to face me, whereupon I shot him straight through the middle of the chest.

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Only the black billy could offer up a photo, I don’t climb down treacherous gullies to photograph dead goats any more…. Man, this shaggy bugger smelt revolting. Due to the smell and degree of shagginess and a desire not to smell like a billy myself before I ate my lunch, I didn’t bother with a thorough examination of terminal performance. The bullet, or a fragment thereof, had exited out of his right rear haunch, having travelled in through the chest, all the way through the vitals, liver, guts and probably hitting the pelvis and deflecting out. Not surprisingly he died instantly.

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This heavy rifle’s recoil is quite sharp, not hard, just quick and abrupt and all over in a flash. With firm forend control just aft of the bipod, it is very straightforward to watch your target in the immediate aftermath of being hit, even on max magnification. That is a massive plus for me. So no problem with the new rifle’s first kills then. But that said, they were at short range and I’d be expecting to make those kills with the .223 Rem with the Nosler Bonded Protected Point 64gr pills, and pretty much any non-varmint pill above 70gr in the .243 Win.

Glassing about a mile down the valley revealed a mob of goats in the fresh manuka plantation, moving away. The 3 shots up the top of the valley hadn’t spooked them, they were still heads down doing their damage. The only way to access them was to walk along the ridge to the point and shoot across the valley to the opposing face, the classic situation in this kind of country. When I reached the shooting position, I ranged the mob at between 400-500m but they were heading behind the end of the spur… so I cracked open the flask and had coffee and biscuits hoping they would turn around sometime soon-ish. Looking down the other side of the ridge, I watched red hinds with their November fawns trying to chase their yearlings off, and two fallow hinds hiding in the scrub with their tiny wee fawns, peacefully minding their own business…. Great spot.

After a couple of hours and a numb bum full of thistles, the goats were kind enough to start browsing back the way they’d gone, and it was all on. The breeze was gusting up from behind at about 20h00 to 14h00 relative to my point of aim, bringing some light rain with it, and I had to look carefully at the trees on the other side to see if the breeze was consistent or not. It wasn’t, it was dead still on that side. So I decided not to dial or hold for wind, as I was shooting down into calm air.

The trick with a mob of goats is to spend time working out who’s who. You absolutely must nail the lead nanny with the first shot, and the largest billy next. Get the wrong nanny first and the head honcho will take off like she’s got nitrous injection, and the rest will follow. Get the right nanny first up, and the rest of the mob will mill around trying to come to terms with why they haven’t done any succession planning.

I kept ranging the mob while watching for the leaders. It was pretty obvious, the biggest nanny was in the front with 2 kids. There was 1 large billy bringing up the rear. There were 2 other smaller nannies, 4 more kids, and 2 yearlings. When the mob was in the middle of the face, about 150-200m away from cover, the lead nanny stopped to browse. I dialled up for 442m and aimed at the shoulder. Bang-thwop-tumble. Her two kids watched her fall and took off after her, whilst the billy at the rear shot off fast up the hill. I needed to get him before the others worked out they needed to follow, so I tracked him with the rangefinder – no time for mistakes now! When he picked up the ridgeline that runs roughly parallel with the one I was on, I knew he would continue on the ridge to the high ground and cover. So I picked a point well forward of him where the gradient increased sharply on a rocky bluff and dialled up for 535m and held the forend firmly. As he reached my point-of-aim he stopped and turned to look back… Bang-THWOP-tumble. The sound of these 143gr ELD-X hitting home is unbelievable. Like REALLY loud. It just seems to return the sound of the bullet strike that much more than I’m used to. Maybe it was just the conditions on the day.

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The billy fell far and fast towards the mob below. Now the rest were totally confused, going round in circles in little huddles. With both leaders down it was time to pick off the yearlings and remaining nannies. Thanks to the slope angle compensation in the rangefinder, I was able to drop pills straight into the yearlings’ rib cages at 404m when they took a couple of steps out of the manuka, from quite a steep angle above them. Lastly the other two nannies, who had moved up the slope taking their kids with them, took shots at just over 500m that dropped them flat on the spot. Now the kids were alone and over the next little while they bunched up around the deceased lead nanny, which I thought was really interesting, having expected the ones belonging to the two lesser nannies to stay with their dead mothers. I had to leave the kids as I didn’t have enough ammo to take them all on. I knew they’d stay in the area, pining for their mothers, we’d get them later.

So, 6 shots in probably a little less than two minutes for 6 goats, and the barrel was mildly warm. The suppressor was pretty hot, not surprisingly.

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I was down to 3 rounds and wanted to keep some up my sleeve if I saw a recoverable yearling red deer for venison steaks and fresh dog tucker. On the way back up the ridge I found a posi to park off and have a nap for an hour or more… the cloud had dropped lower but the breeze and rain was gone, it was humid sweaty bollox weather, so under a tree I went. I love bush naps, I’m good at them. Feeling refreshed, I glassed about and as usual about a couple of hours before sunset, the deer started to move around and a yearling popped out on the ridgeline below me. I knew I couldn’t afford a runner or a tumbler as I’d struggle to get it out, so I waited for it to quarter strongly towards me and shot it from 173m, steeply downhill, into the left side front of the chest and diagonally through the cavity, causing instant collapse. The bullet traversed the entire length of the vital zone, exiting about 3” behind the last right hand rib. Again, another great application of the Vortex rangefinder HCD dealing with the sometimes extreme slope angles. An easy drag to flatter ground meant I could bone it out there and then.

We don’t bother hanging young animals on lush summer feed. I lie them flat on their brisket with the legs spread out to support the torso in an upright position, make an incision in the skin around the neck, down the centre of the chest and along the spine to the tail, then skin the animal down the flanks and over the hind- and forequarters. I remove the backstraps first, hindquarters second (down to the knee joint) and finally the forequarters and lower neck meat. If I am gentle enough, the animal will stay nicely propped up by itself and I don’t have to constantly move it. Deer will often curl their necks back in the moment of death and it’s hard to get the head to stay put on the ground, it can keep lolling backwards and tipping the carcass over; if this is the case, I’ll take it off at the beginning. The obvious advantage of this field dressing method is that you don’t have to gut the animal first, or move it, or find a way to hang it up. I don’t mind some grass and hair on the meat, you can always wash that off later. The only part of the animal worth having that I miss out on are the loin fillets, but that’s no big deal.

When I’m travelling light (i.e. not taking a backpack), which is more and more the case these days, I’ll carry sturdy cloth meat bags rolled up in a trouser leg pocket, and hang the meat in a tree. The meat can hang at this elevation overnight in summer, or several days in the middle of winter when the temperature up there will rarely exceed 4-5°C. Normally I’ll head back to the bike, which probably isn’t that far away, offload the rifle and gear, have a bite to eat (supplies are always left at the bike!) and grab the dogs. I head back with a very simple, super strong, ultra-lightweight backpack made of thin Gore-Tex like material, that folds up into itself and I keep under the bike seat. A little bit of extra work in terms of walking perhaps, but no big deal. Age and wear and tear means whether I like it or not, trying to carry out the rifle, associated gear, a full backpack of meat and a fair few extra kilograms of me these days, isn’t good for those dodgyknees, especially downhill. So it’s definitely better for me to walk 2x the distance lightly loaded, than 1x the distance heavily loaded. If it’s a really big red, or two fallow, it will be two trips back to fetch the meat. The extra cardio work does me good and the knees hold up. Just a fact of life – considering I had a knee arthroscopy in October I’m not doing too bad.

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This position looking out towards Ruapehu is the only spot in the area I can get mobile signal, and where I’ll probably be posting this from. So I called my neighbour and suggested he go deal with the remaining goats. He took off on the bike and sorted them out with his Tikka Super Varmint .223 from the bottom of the valley. The boys recovered the yearlings and the kids, which went into the trailer and down to the yards for a rough and ready form of dog food – they get gutted then skinned by the golf ball method, and hung up on hooks within dog range, and don’t the dogs just love it. The carcasses don’t last long, bones and all. If there’s too many for the dogs, the rest get fed to the pigs.

And last but not least, talking of pigs, on the final leg of the day back to the cabin a mob of weaner pigs ran right into us, which instantly activated my dogs’ ITS ALL ON RIGHT NOW GO GO GO mode. The camera was hanging round my neck and remarkably I managed to get a snapshot of the GO moment…

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I don’t allow these two dogs to tackle pigs – they are tough as nails and keen as, but the pedigree Staffordshire Bull Terrier is simply not big enough. Mine are spot on breed standard at 19kg and 16kg each, brother and sister. Sure they can take on pigs the size in the photo, but wait ‘til they come across one 5x that size with razor sharp rippers… they won’t be coming home.

Sadly however, there are times when extreme temptation trumps all discipline and sense of decency, and the dogs have an irresistible urge to kill and consume a piglet… this little pig was in the wrong place at the exactly wrong time and didn’t last long… death by tug of war.

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When the dogs get home, after a wash and brush in the river and a vigorous dose of the towel (not allowed inside otherwise), it’s straight into the beanbag.

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Aftermath

So all up a very pleasing start to for 6.5 Creedmoor. And as usual, the bargain basement Howa delivers what matters the most – reliable, repeatable accuracy. I’ll happily sit alongside shooters with far more expensive rifles, quietly confident that my humble Howa’s got the right stuff to deliver a few surprises. Blah blah blah all’s good in paradise, and then it started to rain. And didn’t stop for 48 hours, followed by a flood.

If you’re wondering why the f^<k this is so long, it’s because the weather rained me in, for four days, the river is way up over the pontoon bridge and there’s no other way out. Hey ho, mid-summer cyclones… global warming… won’t run out of beer, meat, reloading components and petrol for the bike though! However, might have to ration the bog paper and wash some smalls…

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Here we are, couple of days later… still rained in. That lazy lummox of a Staffordshire still hasn’t moved of his bloody bean bag.

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Thought I’d go check how rained in we are. Very. Not getting across here any time soon. Not a good idea to hurt oneself in circumstances like these. No cellphone reception, no way out. That’s why I carry an EPRIB. And an unshakeable trust in the Rescue Helicopter that it’ll come and get me.

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Here’s one spiker that won’t have to worry about his antlers come April. Silly bugger would have tried to cross where he always does… People do stupid stuff like that too!

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During the rain I cleaned the bore of the new rifle thoroughly, tinkered about with the other weapons, read a couple of books I’d read before and did some maintenance on the cabin. When the bridge cleared and I could get out, it was into town to meet up with some mates at the pub… A great night when far too much craft ale was consumed while watching a hilarious comedienne who over two hours made me choke on my ale and at one point slightly wet myself. She is the Manawatu’s version of Kevin Bloody Wilson and she’s even good looking! And she gets positively beautiful as the night goes on! I made the classic mistake of posting more waffle to the “is the .243 enough gun” thread when inebriated sitting in the beer garden, sorry about that, though I didn’t think I was inebriated at all at the time. It wasn’t until the next morning that I realised I must have been…. It’s crafty ale alright, sneaks up on you in the middle of the night and hits you over the head with a mallet.

As soon as I’d dealt to the headache and the tracks had dried out enough, I was off out for another go. After the clean, the new rifle shot like a 12ga for 15 shots before suddenly starting to tighten up, which is more than I am used to. I wasn’t at all happy with this, as it’s a hunting rifle, and I don’t want to have to put a dozen or more expensive hand loads down it to bring it back into line. When I was reasonably happy with accuracy – it still wasn’t as tight as it was in the 5 shot groups at 100m and 400m – I went out for a couple of goats hunts and did ok, but not great, achieving a 50% miss rate at the same ranges as before and one animal that I had to shoot twice. Not good enough, nowhere near good enough.

So I checked the rig over and patched out the bore in the same way as the running in procedure, set up the chrono and fired two foulers. It was a bit windy, blowing left to right across me. The foulers were down by about 50fps! Then I set up for a 5 shot group – see photo below. I shot 4 of them into one hole of 0.25MOA but pulled the 4[SUP]th[/SUP] shot when the rear bag shifted slightly on the crease of the bonnet, not the first time I’ve ruined a good group like that. Anyway, all 5 rounds together, mistake included, gave me 0.46MOA at 100m with an average of 2,691fps and ES / SD of 43 and 19.

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So whilst accuracy was still good, the drop in average velocity (and increase in ES) meant it was not set up for the Strelock+ assumptions any more, which made sense because the misses I could see on the last goat hunt were all directly in line but slightly too low.

But there was a much bigger problem that the mysterious loss of 40fps average – shots #3 and #5 gave a very tight bolt with the tell-tale scuff circle marks on the rear side of the case. They didn’t show a significant increase in velocity, just higher pressure. Shot #5 in particular felt all wrong. I have 20 rounds left of the original 43gr load and I’m going to scrap them and weigh the powder charges on a new set of scales. I’m out of ELD-X projectiles to start re-loading the once fired brass, so I’ll order some in plus a new balance beam scale and get that sent out to the farm. I’ve had a niggle about this old Hornady digital scale – it had a weird moment a couple of years ago which luckily resulted in low charges, not high charges. It calibrates ok, but it needs checking. If the powder weights are spot on 43gr as originally measured, then I have no choice by to decrease the powder weight.

I haven’t had the chance to work through what could suddenly cause two rounds to cause pressure problems after almost 70 rounds at the same charge weight. Unless there’s been a daft mistake – hope note considering all powder charges were weighed twice – I can’t think yet what it might be. It is worth noting that the weather here is bonkers – cool dry southerlies one minute, now stinky hot and humid northerlies the next, I’m wondering if the weather has something to do with it.

I’ll get some 147gr ELD-Ms at the same time and work up a similar load – they are different pills with different pressure characteristics and you need to start again, don’t just assume that the one load will work with the other. The ELD-Ms are much more frangible than the ELD-X and I will want to see what differences there are in terminal performance when I start shooting more yearling deer in a couple of weeks, particularly when the bullet has slowed down to ~1,800fps.

For the ELD-X, once I’ve sorted out the powder weight issue, I’ll start the process of incrementally increasing COAL to see how it affects groups. Pretty confident I’ll get a consistent cloverleaf at 100m, signs are promising. When I’m done with short range accuracy, I’ll do the drop tests at 600-1,000m, see how we get on. I’ve modelled drop charts using Strelock+, QuickTarget and Sierra Infinity (converting MOA to MILS for the last two), and they are all different, by quite a lot from about 700m on. I’m using the Hornady BC values for the different ranges and velocity barriers, but as soon as I get signal again I’m going to use the Hornady ballistics 4-diddly-smart online calculator and go with that for starters. Will be interesting to see what the rifle delivers vs the charts.

Believe it or not… that’s the end.
 
Nice write up.

Is Bernard Cornwell writing the sequel? :rofl:

Seriously though, nice countryside and enjoyed that immensely.
 
Nice write up. I usually get bored part way through but this held my interest.

Interested in these, any pics as I'd thought of making a double sling (I do have an industrial sewing business). The QD bag may be a useful item as well.
the double sling my wife made to be a winner, as the weight spread across the two shoulders negated the 13lb all up weight of the rifle plus accessories. My new clever quick detachable, front mounting bag
 
Hi Dodgyknees,

Thanks for an entertaining read & an insight into a very different style of deer / goat management to what we are used to here in the UK. I’m a beekeeper in the UK so it’s interesting to hear how the manuka honey is changing agricultural practices. Great bit of marketing spin done by some NZ honey farmers...

Incidentally what’s the golf ball method of skinning?
 
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Great story there , you don't say what barrel contour you went with ,

It’s the heavy varmint contour, 0.825 or thereabouts.

Is Bernard Cornwell writing the sequel?
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Tolstoy!

Interested in these, any pics as I'd thought of making a double sling (I do have an industrial sewing business). The QD bag may be a useful item as well.

I posted this pic a while back but it’s a bit crappy, will do another couple and pm you. It’s extremely handy.

https://www.thestalkingdirectory.co...-rifle-sling-homemade!?highlight=double+sling

I’m a beekeeper in the UK so it’s interesting to hear how the manuka honey is changing agricultural practices. Great bit of marketing spin done by some NZ honey farmers... Incidentally what’s the golf ball method of skinning?

It’s not marketing spin! It’s bee magic! Manuka will cure all and fix everything else, apparently. Personally I prefer Tasmanian Leatherwood for flavour, and price.

Hey Dave,I`m waiting for those that will tell you thet you need a different calibre as "they are better"

Bring it on…! I will entertain all criticism. And ignore it completely. After the hellfire I rained down on the goaty pestilence last night I’m wondering why I didn’t go down the heavy pill 6.5mm before… 12 goats in 13 shots between 65m and 445m from a very beautiful but infested spot up the back.

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dodgyknees;1334161 I posted this pic a while back but it’s a bit crappy said:
https://www.thestalkingdirectory.co.uk/showthread.php/139895-Double-rifle-sling-homemade!?highlight=double+sling[/URL]

Very good of you :thumb:
 
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