
I have shot guns before but never rifles at animals! (well I once accidentally killed a goat with a pellet gun, but that hardly counts as hunting, lol) Last week I went hunting with a .22 for the first time in my life. It was great because it was a spontaneous hunting session that began with a call from a friend at midnight. He invited the three of us that were hanging to go hunting with him. I didn’t hesitate to say yes.
We met up with him at his home out in the country and took his jeep about thirty miles out in the country, to a road surrounded with vineyards. There he handed me the .22 and we began with our hunt. We drove slowly through the night with a red spotlight shining without distracting the prey. As we saw our first jack rabbit we immediately stopped the car and I began to aim. The first shot was terrible, no where close to the animal. The second was the same and that rabbit got away.
We stopped and reloaded the .22 and proceeded with the hunt. After a few moments we spotted another rabbit and stopped to aim. The first shot, right over its head, the second just to the right of him. He had begun to run when I fired the third shot which landed straight in his head. Down went the rabbit and we ran out to see it. Dead as a doornail. My friend Cameron pulled off the tail with one swift hand motion and handed it to me. A souvenir of my first hunting experience.
The rest of the guys shot a rabbit each. We ended up leaving the hunt at about 3:30 am. It was an amazing experience that I know I want to continue. Hopefully soon I will buy my own rifle and we take up hunting as our new pastime.



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