First I had never gone rabbit hunting, so I was pretty stoked!!
We started walking along in the bitter cold wind coming from Canada through Idaho, but it died and we started to really get into the bunnies. we had five people, 2 shotguns and three .22s. I had the "worst" of the guns with an open sight .22. Many a times I came within inches of sniping the jack rabbits from a ridge looking down into the valley. It was about a 50 foot ridge. But almost only counts in hand grenades and horseshoes. We walked about two miles one way and than turned around. We missed all of the rabbits, and there was plenty of them. Finally the last bunny to have been jumped was hit by my bullet. I celebrated and put it into the bag to be mounted as a Jackalope!! One fo the best parts was the sniping accuracy I was dishing out. Many shots well over 100 yards were deadly accurate, or at least on a big animal. From about 100, I missed a rabbit by a few inches, that was hiding in the sage brush. The next one was some ridiculous shot of three hundred yards or more. I was aiming at a raven and hit the pole it was perched on!! The last few shots were random shooting. I picked off some poles that were about the same distance as the raven. It was a great day!!