I have been hauling mine to the woods on most trips but this time of year it's a jungle and vermin are hard to see. However there has been a raccoon that is trying to chew it's way into my hunting cabin. He has bee taking his daily poop on the window sill on the porch. He has one pane of glass in that window almost worked loose. Last night Just before dusk it was still 90 stinking degrees and not a stick of air moving. I crawled up on the roof of the cabin and put my camo lawn chair straddle of the peak of the roof. I fixed my eyeballs on the path leading to the big den tree about 75 yards away. As it got closer to dark the skeeters got more numerous and just about the time them skeeter was about to make me wave a white flag I saw that lard butt bore coon waddling down that path. I put the cross hairs on his forehead and feathered the trigger. He took his last poop minus the back of his noggin. The recoil from this Ruger 77/17WSM is so light that I got to actually see his brain matter scatter amongst the poison ivy and ginseng plants.
I am anxious to see what it will do to the boiler room of a coyote.