Seeing how big these ill-tempered beasts are, it kinda gives new meaning to one of Murphy's Laws of War. To wit, "When the enemy's in range, so are you!" Whoa!
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There would be no time for second shots. He came at a dead run, his head high, offering only his nose and boss as targets. At marital distance he dropped his great head for the rush, his horns framing the limits of my future, his sloped forehead finally visible. I snapped the little 45-70 to my cheek and and centered on the tip of the front post, the rear Ashley Ghost Ring near invisible to my eye. The words of others came in a rush:
"45-70 isn't enough gun"
"Front sight...press"
Then, seemingly from nowhere, came the explosion and the punch. The Buff.....
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Well, it seems the buff made his next appearance on TFL. Rich, quit teasing us. You know the job's not over until the paperwork is done! More!
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That's quite a set of choppers on the warthog. How big was he?
BTW, the pic of the Hartebeest and the Blaser is a classic! Beautiful.