The local crows and I had an understanding. They stay outta the feeders and the trash and I stay outta their business. I think someone else around here shoots'em, cause in the past all I've had to do is show the gun to the window and they'd leave promptly. We're in a rural coastal environment, so we usually only get crows in small groups, not the flocks that plague places inland.
Well, for the last few weeks, a group of 3 crows has taken it upon themselves to break our agreeement. Trash has been vandalized, and the feeders emptied onto the ground, a favorite crow trick. Y'all know what happens when one side reneggs on a deal, right?
Yesterday morning the wife and daughter were at church. I was making coffee, when the 3 fellows settled into the back yard. I showed them my .177 model 34, and they flew to the tops of the spruce trees bordering my lawn. Clearly intent on waiting me out, a favorite ploy of these hoodlums. This won't do. Time to load a CP HP, the gun's favorite...
I opened the back porch window and drew a bead on the fellow closest by, about 30yards away, 15 yards up the spruce tree. This is weird, these crows never let me have the time to aim.... Zoom to 8x, aim for the base of his skull (he's giving me a beautiful profile...).... Squeeze, thud WHAP! The crow crashes gracelessly down the limbs, and thump into an unmoving heap at the base of the trunk. His buddies are *_*_*_*_*_*ed. They circle the area for a minute or so, squalking madly, and then retire to a couple treetops about 70 yards out in the back. I reload the rifle, but this is too long for a humane shot. I aim at the treetrunk at the base of the closest one's feet and fire. The thwack startles him, and he and his buddy vacate the area. Haven't seen either since.
Finished making my coffee, and went out to see what I'd done. Brother crow is still in a pile at the base of the tree trunk. The pellet struck him right at the base of the skull, the top neck vertabrae. Tore a serious exit wound on the other side, broke the bird's neck, and judging by the blood splatter and spray around, must have also severed the carotid artery. No wonder there wasn't so much as a flap out of him. IO disconnect, power down.
So, another bit of proof, accurately shot, a good .177 is plenty for hunting crows. Head and neck shots are best.
Couldn't be more pleased with this rifle. The day before this, it took a starling at 20 yards also with a neck shot. Damn near decapitated that fellow.
Jeff, how's hunting with your M34 Panther?
J