Took my project Remington 742 with me and the old Tasco scope that came with it. Stopped along the way with a piece of plywood and a few targets. Attempted to sight in. The horizontal adjustment has no clicker and is springy. First goof up. I never checked that before i decided to use it. Got it pretty close. about a baseball size pattern at about 60 yards. Not wanting to give up i continued on. I finally got a day to go hunting. Golly gee I'm not stopping now. I get to the spot. I know there are deer here i seen them before and there are tracks everywhere. Old train trackbed with a ditch and an overgrown field. I find a hollow to sit in where i can see everything and begin my wait. Im sitting real quiet. Im getting over a cold. Still got a cough so i am sipping a bottle of DM cough syrup the doc gave me. Seems to be working. Need to STFU so the deer don't spook. Getting sleepy because I was quartermaster last night. Thats why i got today off. I was thinking ahead. I brought a Red bull so i pound that. Golden. Good to go. So i am still waiting. starting to get dark. Perfect time. Heart just pounding. I could have chewed through a deer like a lion with all that cough syrup and red bull in me. thinking about how wired i am when 6 deer stroll out about 200 yards away. Not trusting the rifle i decide to crawl on my belly in the wet ditch. till i was about 60 yards away from the deer. Soaked i slowly slide up out of the ditch still in the prone position and line up on the biggest one... I can't see. What the %!?@ My scope is fogged up. INSIDE! I tried real hard to see through it. I thought i saw the outline of the deer i was aiming at. Fired two quick shots and missed by a mile. All the deer ran off like bat out of hell.
on the bright side i found my spent brass after about 10 minutes of searching with a flashlight. 6mm Remington is rare these days. Nobody has it so i roll my own.
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