I had said I would give a little report on my Newfoundland Moose Hunt...
Well, First let me just say, I had forgotten just how rugged that country really is. Dad is 70 years old now, and he sure got a work out..!
On with the story...
My dad and I hiked back into a spike camp with our outfitter, and by the time we arived back in there (the main camp is back in 21 miles to start with) we had walked the legs completely off poor ol' Dad. It was snowing hard and the wind was brutal. Dad stayed and watched over a large bog, and rested his ticker for a while while out outfitter and I went for a walk, making a big circle back to dad. While making that hike my outfitter suggested that we stop and have a bit of our packed lunch. I was wet and didn't want to stay stopped for too long so we quickly eat and had a good bit of time to glass before getting back to the circle we were making around to my dad. I was just about to slip my pack back on when my outfitter said, "There's a Moose..!" I really thought he was just giving me a stir so I didn't get too excited. Well, he wasn't joking with me, and there we watched with suprise as the bull crept from the black spruce heading our way. We were above him slightly, crouching down up on a rock ledge over looking the bog that the Moose was coming out on to as he was looking for the cow that was calling to him from my outfitters cupped hands. Like on a string he came in, then stopped suddenly and turned slightly quartering towards us. I took that moment to look "through" the Moose as to where my bullet should go. I felt good about his position, and because he had the wind in his favor I descided "Now is the time..!"
I held the cross-hairs on his near shoulder and then reminded myself to "pick-a-spot" as I pressed the trigger (because I hunt with a single shot, I don't touch the trigger unless the cross-hairs are where I want them).
At the shot the 250 grain partition began its work, smashing through the near shoulder, ribs, both lungs, and exiting out the far side just below the center line behind the far shoulder. I ejected the casing as the bull took a step, reloaded the next cartridge to make a follow up shot, and as I was drawing up the falling block behind that round the Moose took his third step but before I got the butt of the rifle to my shoulder he fell.
My outfitter said, "Man, I don't know where you hit him, but he sure went down fast..!"
As a hunter that's about as good as it gets for the animals we hunt, quick and clean. I am not knocking other calibers of lesser bore, but I will say this... Use a proven bullet in a cartridge. If it is a marginal cartridge make sure it falls on the right side of that margin. I know Moose can soak up some lead, and until the oxygen is cut off from their brain they will go, and go.., and go. I saw some Moose there at camp that were shot well, as far as bullet placement goes...but, several follow up shots were needed.
Now, I like my 35 Whelen, and this is the biggest animal I have taken with it, so it "proves" little. But my experience coupled along side many others over the decades since Townsend Whelen suggested it's developement would suggest that the 35 Whelen is not a marginal cartridge.., at least not for Big non dangerous game.
Newfoundland Moose can be quite large, though not as large as the Alaskan. Mine produced 435 lbs of edible meat, and sported 9 "points" having a 33" spread.., not the biggest in the woods, but definately a keeper..!
Thanks for letting me share.
Would be happy to respond to questions, or comments.