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.300 Remington Ultra Mag - Field Report
Friday was clear and cold. Well, cold for where I'm at. Which meant it was in the 30s and the wind was blowing. So, I called up the Foreman who'd let me cull a doe a couple weeks ago and asked if he needed anymore taken. "Come on", he said. He took me to a huge food plot about 1,000 yards wide and set me in a pop up tent blind staked in a corner of the plot. 
I had wanted to bring the kids again, but they had balked at the cold temps and high wind. A solo hunt it would be. The wind was keeping the deer down, so I passed the time ranging objects and aiming at the Longhorns. 
Around 5:00, the first deer came out. Turned out to be two big bucks on the other side of the plot...............989 yards away! 
That's what they look like through a 10x scope at almost 1,000 yards away. Unfortunately, this was a doe cull and they were safe. So, I watched them make scrapes and rubs along the tree line. Then, beat the crap out of each other in a pretty serious fight. Right before dark, a big doe and two yearlings came out from my left. I'd brought the Ruger .44 Mag with me as well in case of a close shot. Well, they came out at about 40 yards. I was getting the Ruger up when they trotted across in front of me and started moving out into the field to my left. As they increased the distance, I swapped back to the .300 RUM and watched them through the scope. I was hoping a solo doe would come out. But, the light was fading and it was time to make a decision. Tracking the big doe, I waited for her to turn broadside............to no avail. She was just moving away into the field. Then, she took a step to her left and exposed her side just slightly. "BOOM!!!!"............and I ain't kidding! If you've never fired a big .300 Remington Ultra Mag with a big Holland radial Brake in a TINY pop up tent blind............picture this...............Take a small paper sack........about barf bag size. Kind of smoosh it down a little and place it to your lips. Sort of like you are hyperventilating. Now, take a deeeeeeep breath and FORCEFULLY exhale into the bag!!!! That's about what that tent blind looked like when that beast went off inside. You'd have thought I fired a BP rifle with all the smoke filling that tent. Wafting out the windows like a Hippie in his VW Microbus. Seriously.........I started laughing. It was THAT awesome!! Anyway..............the recoil from the rifle off the BOG-Pod took me off target and I lost sight of the doe. I've no idea her reaction on impact, but I relocated her just in time to see her bite the dirt after about a 40 yard run. Here is a breakdown of my field of view....................Bucks fighting at 989 yards in the middle at the BLUE ARROW....................doe and yearlings came out at the right at the GREEN ARROW................crossed in front of me and I shot her at the RED AWWOR. 
After laughing at the happenings inside the tent, I packed up the gear and walked over to the doe. 
That's how she landed with the exit side up and here she is with the implement of destruction. 
I loaded her up and took her to the lodge for weighing and aging and Management Tagging. To which the results were.........107 pounds live weight, about 4 1/2 years old, and still no personal tags used. The autopsy is next.
I had wanted to bring the kids again, but they had balked at the cold temps and high wind. A solo hunt it would be. The wind was keeping the deer down, so I passed the time ranging objects and aiming at the Longhorns. 
Around 5:00, the first deer came out. Turned out to be two big bucks on the other side of the plot...............989 yards away! 
That's what they look like through a 10x scope at almost 1,000 yards away. Unfortunately, this was a doe cull and they were safe. So, I watched them make scrapes and rubs along the tree line. Then, beat the crap out of each other in a pretty serious fight. Right before dark, a big doe and two yearlings came out from my left. I'd brought the Ruger .44 Mag with me as well in case of a close shot. Well, they came out at about 40 yards. I was getting the Ruger up when they trotted across in front of me and started moving out into the field to my left. As they increased the distance, I swapped back to the .300 RUM and watched them through the scope. I was hoping a solo doe would come out. But, the light was fading and it was time to make a decision. Tracking the big doe, I waited for her to turn broadside............to no avail. She was just moving away into the field. Then, she took a step to her left and exposed her side just slightly. "BOOM!!!!"............and I ain't kidding! If you've never fired a big .300 Remington Ultra Mag with a big Holland radial Brake in a TINY pop up tent blind............picture this...............Take a small paper sack........about barf bag size. Kind of smoosh it down a little and place it to your lips. Sort of like you are hyperventilating. Now, take a deeeeeeep breath and FORCEFULLY exhale into the bag!!!! That's about what that tent blind looked like when that beast went off inside. You'd have thought I fired a BP rifle with all the smoke filling that tent. Wafting out the windows like a Hippie in his VW Microbus. Seriously.........I started laughing. It was THAT awesome!! Anyway..............the recoil from the rifle off the BOG-Pod took me off target and I lost sight of the doe. I've no idea her reaction on impact, but I relocated her just in time to see her bite the dirt after about a 40 yard run. Here is a breakdown of my field of view....................Bucks fighting at 989 yards in the middle at the BLUE ARROW....................doe and yearlings came out at the right at the GREEN ARROW................crossed in front of me and I shot her at the RED AWWOR. 
After laughing at the happenings inside the tent, I packed up the gear and walked over to the doe. 
That's how she landed with the exit side up and here she is with the implement of destruction. 
I loaded her up and took her to the lodge for weighing and aging and Management Tagging. To which the results were.........107 pounds live weight, about 4 1/2 years old, and still no personal tags used. The autopsy is next. "To Hell with efficiency, it's performance we want!" - Elmer Keith
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Ya know, after I get my degree, I think I'm going to move West-er........just so I can get you to "learn me" to hunt and shoot farther out than Glock ranges.
:tooth:
Bring it! We'll learn ya.
JAY
It actually appears to be tougher than I expected as well. I think it would be a pretty good penetrator for a non-bonded bullet. I'm curious what it would do at around 2,000-2,400 fps impact velocity. Not to mention, 1,000 sub velocity.
I'm was too. But, the internal damage coupled with the lack if meat damage has me thinking that this is actually a pretty good deer combination. I think a lighter bullet would have been unnecessarily destructive. I honestly don't see the need for a 150-180gr bullet in the cartridge. Too much speed, I think.
I have two boxes of the Nosler 180gr Ballistic Tip I was thinking of loading as a deer round for this cartridge. Well, scratch THAT idea. The 208gr A-Max are gonna pull double duty as a Deer/Elk load without a doubt! I'll use the 180gr Ballistic Tip in one of my '06s.
Exactly! Time to break out the .308 Short and get my stalk on! Keep it under 125 yards and see what happens.
I'll have to get past 600 yards with the .300 RUM to get below 2,400 fps. That should be doable.
My 208gr A-Max are running out the muzzle at 3,160 fps and carry pretty well on paper on out there.
Yeah, kinda what I figured. Think I'll just stick with the 208s in the RUM. I have plenty anyway.
Just say'n.
;-)
Great pics and description.
If I ever had a bog 30 cal for hunting the 208 would get the nod
"The Un-Tactical"
Didn't consider that. You know, training and all. Ha!
"The Un-Tactical"