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Deer Hunting with Howitzers

I saw this page last year - quite impressive. I'd be willing to bet that this practice has been used through history to supplement rations for artillery units camping in the field. It's a nice shot pattern on the buck pictured, but I wonder what the exit side looked like.

Wasteful hunters are sloppy hunters, IMHO. It could be that the velocity of the cannister shot is low enough to prevent a complete blowout. The game was dressed, so it at least implies that the venison was recoverable.
 
Personally, I prefer the time-honored anti-aircraft gun and flame thrower formula. It's the best thing for it, you know.

[Ringo] "Oh yes, a quick kill is best." [/Ringo]

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I'm usually against hunting, but wow. :jaw-dropp

Some people have way too much time and artillery on their hands.
 
That's sounds like something I'd do after fishing with dynamite ....

Charlie (we're top of the food chain) Monoxide
 
But what are the deer hunting? and how did they get their hooves on Howitzers?
 
When I first moved to the town I live in (1989), it was still somewhat rural, a mix of suburb and farms. There was a guy who had a Howitzer cannon on his farm about a mile from my house, and he liked to fire it now and then. You could hear it all over town when he did. The locals called him "Rambo" (not to his face though). In 1991 the town was getting too crowded for him so he sold his place and moved north.
 
shemp said:
When I first moved to the town I live in (1989), it was still somewhat rural, a mix of suburb and farms. There was a guy who had a Howitzer cannon on his farm about a mile from my house, and he liked to fire it now and then. You could hear it all over town when he did. The locals called him "Rambo" (not to his face though). In 1991 the town was getting too crowded for him so he sold his place and moved north.
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Reminds me of TREMORS

[Burt cuts off a piece of fuse for a bomb for Earl]
Earl Bassett: What kind of fuse is that?
Burt Gummer: Cannon fuse
Earl Bassett: What the hell do you use it for?
Burt Gummer: My cannon!
 
Back when I was in the army, 'round 1965, we went out to the M-79 grenade launcher range so that the infantry (I was a medic, we always "supported" the range details) guys could qualify.
On arrival, there was one of the big German bunny rabbits peacefully grazing about 50 yards out. These rabbits (hares, the Germans call 'em.) were about the size of a jackrabbit, but moved more like cottontails.
Anyway, the captain in charge of the detail said "give me a grenade launcher", and proceeded to fire a round at the bunny.
The grenade landed some feet from the critter, who looked up from his grazing, undisturbed, and took a couple of hops before continuing his breakfast.
The captain fired four more rounds at the bunny, who never appeared to be even slightly concerned with this activity. Finally, he hopped off into the woods, unscathed.
 
Bikewer said:
Back when I was in the army, 'round 1965, we went out to the M-79 grenade launcher range so that the infantry (I was a medic, we always "supported" the range details) guys could qualify.
On arrival, there was one of the big German bunny rabbits peacefully grazing about 50 yards out. These rabbits (hares, the Germans call 'em.) were about the size of a jackrabbit, but moved more like cottontails.
Anyway, the captain in charge of the detail said "give me a grenade launcher", and proceeded to fire a round at the bunny.
The grenade landed some feet from the critter, who looked up from his grazing, undisturbed, and took a couple of hops before continuing his breakfast.
The captain fired four more rounds at the bunny, who never appeared to be even slightly concerned with this activity. Finally, he hopped off into the woods, unscathed.
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Yay! Go bunny rabbit!

(So much for the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch...)
 
Oh, don't forget to check out the page where he hunts feral cats with a morter

http://www.buckstix.com/CoehornMortarHunt.htm

"...In unlikely event that you have "no luck what-so-ever" and you find yourself hitting a Feral cat with you Mortar at the very same time as Uniformed People show up, KEEP COOL . There is still a chance that the Warden ( or whatever ) will hate cats. Statistically, Over 60% of people in general hate cats, so the odds are in your favor. There is also a chance that he or she might have a sense of humor. To probe this, explain that ... " there you were ... minding your own business ... shooting your Coehorn Mortar at pans filled with milk ... when, wouldn't you know it, a really stupid cat wandered right into your target area." Explain that ... " Darwin's Law must have put that cat's head right under the cannon ball in order to remove him from the feline gene pool." If after all this, you are still in trouble, remember there is always a 60/40 chance that the Judge will also hate cats. The Judge might even have a sense of humor when he exclaims to the Game Warden, .............. "You telling me he intentionally hit a Cat with a Cannon ball at 400 yards?"
 
Eh, they ought to use a Trebuchet. Then I'd be impressed.
 
jj said:
Eh, they ought to use a Trebuchet. Then I'd be impressed.
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To kill the deer by launching a boulder at him?

Or to kill the deer by catching the deer, loading him into the trebuchet...?
 
BPSCG said:
To kill the deer by launching a boulder at him?

Or to kill the deer by catching the deer, loading him into the trebuchet...?
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Hrm...I could go either way. Or do both, and make it a television special! I'd watch.
 
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