An Old Thing, A Good Thing, That Called Me Back



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  • beartooth
    Thanks AK Greybear and MontanaRifleman, It was a great time and the memory is cool. It was a good time, good days and one thing about memories, they can make it seem just like it happened yesterday.

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  • MontanaRifleman
    Great story BearTooth! As soon as I saw the title I was reaching for the tissue box

    The Nosler Partition brings back a lot of memories for me as well, including deformed points :rolleyes: but hey, that dont matter in the jungle where shooting is close and personal.

    I shot quite a few critters with the partition, and it never failed me. The results weren't always instantaneous, but I never lost a critter with a partition. I shot 160 gr pills from my 7mm RM moving at about 3000 fps. In all cases that I can recall the exit hole was about nickel to quarter size. Most critters fell in their tracks or within a few steps.

    I do recall shooting a Bighorn Ram at about 150-200 yds with my 7mm/partition combo. I put the crosshairs right smack in the middle of the ribs. Bang... the ram shudders and stumbles forward a couple of steps and stands there while a couple of other rams and a ewe trot off into the breaks. I figured I hit him pretty good, but I didn't want him to follow the others into that rugged country. So I chambered and sent another partition. Nothing happens... no flinch no nothing. I chamber and send a third... same result as the second... he just stands there, looking down and watching me. I chambered the fourth and last round from the mag and decide to put one through the back to drop him. I send it, and he shudders and sways side to side a couple of times and falls over. when I got him home an skinned him out the first three entrance holes could have easily been covered by a silver dollar. The exit holes were all about nickel to quarter size and just a little farther apart than the entrance holes. The last bullet creased the top of the vertibrae.

    In another case, I shot a large bull elk, probably 900+lbs, at 15 yds with the same combo. I was able to see a violent full body shudder with the impact of the bullet. He leaped and turned 180 degrees, took one bound down hill and pile up. I don recall the size of the exit hole, because I just didn't look for one. Anyway, he went right down but the ram absorbed 4 rounds before falling. Interesting :cool:

    I'm glad your boar went down like my elk and not the ram

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  • AK_Greybear
    Great story,


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  • An Old Thing, A Good Thing, That Called Me Back

    It was 45 degrees, ground fog blanketed that Oak bottom that ran along the edge of a pine thicket. Sunrise was about to take place and I could not wait for the sun to burn the fog away and warm up the damp morning. For two weeks I had been hunting a big boar who thought he owned that bottom and the creek that ran long the edge. He was an early morning fellow, who would only make his run along this span of woods in the early hours just at day light or shortly there after.

    He put me in a tree one morning a month earlier when I was walking to my deer stand in the dark. I heard branches breaking and like some one beating on a drum as he pounded the ground coming out of a thicket toward me. All I could do was reach for a tree next to me as my rifle fell to the ground and I climbed for all I was worth. For 15 minutes he stomped and rutted the ground as he ran a round in circles, before he finally decided to leave as fast as he had arrived. I told myself right then that he was mine and I was not going to be run out of the wood by some boar who thought he owned the place. Well, he did own those woods that morning and proof of that was the fact, I was in the tree and my rifle was on the ground.

    During the two weeks of hunting this big boy I put out corn, doctored the grown with stuff a friend gave me and assured me it would bring him out into the open during the day. Well, I found myself hunting that spot and working that area all one day. On my way out that evening I notice that his tracks were right in my tracks for about 200 yards. It was so hard to believe that this boar was actually tracking me and had made note of me during the day.

    Well the fog was beginning to lift and I could see a good 40 yards or so without any trouble. I knew from the size of this one that I was not going to use my deer load. My Ruger Mk II 30-06 was loaded with a round that I had used on earlier hunting trips in my life. It was a 180gr Partition in front of H4831. I choose this bullet for this hunt because I need something that would shock the animal up close and at the same time continue on through the boar with good penetration. I knew the Partition would shed most of it's front and send little missiles throughout the initial impact area creating a shock effect while tearing a raged wound that would bleed free and not close upon itself inhibiting blood lose. If I was lucky enough for and exit with the back half of the Partition I would succeed in a quick kill by letting air in and blood out.

    I will admit that I was concern about being on the ground in close quarters with this boar because he had an attitude. So, I put four in the magazine and one in the chamber. You would have thought I was back in Africa with lion it the bush. An hour or so had gone by and I decided to back track my own tracks. I hadn't gone 75 yards and there he stood just 25 yards from me in the trail I had just come down. I threw up my 06 and put a round just to the right of his ear that went down the neck muscle, through the bottom part of the rig on his back breaking the right shoulder, going just under the spine and exiting in front of the left ham. He collapsed in his tracks as I bolted for a follow up that I did not need. What and exciting moment that was and I just stood there trying to realize all that had happened in that brief but indeed a full moment.

    That big old 468 pound boar hit the ground that day because a man by the name of John Nosler in 1947 made a new bullet, the Partition. In 1948 the year I was born he went into business. I kind of like the idea that a man with a great idea made a great bullet and started selling it the year of my birth. Now in my years of hunting I have tried almost every bullet make there is today and not only on paper but on some kind of game from here to Africa.

    I spent two different years helping Game wardens in Mississippi thin out deer, hogs and coyotes. I killed not counting what I hunted for during hunting season those two years, 52 coyotes, 41 deer and 16 hogs. Now that is just in two years of my 30 plus years of hunting and killing game. I have seen what bullets do and all kinds of bullets. I have seen game killed in Africa, Europe much less here in the USA. I am hear to tell you the bullets that tore flesh, disrupted bone and skeletal structure, rupturing blood vessels, making big wound channels, letting air in and lots of blood out quick, were the devastating killers and game expired very fast if not immediately. Nothing like seeing it happen in person. In my humble experiences of hunting I believe that the Nosler Partition is the best all around bullet a person could use to dispatch game on a consistent bases.

    Yes, I have decided to come back to and "Old Thing, A Good Thing, That Called Me Back", to my memories of success in early times of my hunting life. That day in those damp bottoms, as I pulled the trigger on that 06 and dropped that big boar, I was reminded of how great the Nosler Partition is as a bullet and game taker. I have come a long ways through the years, seen a lot. I have decided to finish my hunting journey using the Nosler Partition I started with the first time I loaded a round for hunting with my 30-06.

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