“Shoot!” I hissed, through teeth clenched tight enough to sever sand. “I can’t see him,” said my client, eye to his scope. The rifle’s barrel bobbed crazily, as if to pull taffy from the clouds. As if the animal might be up there instead of trotting through open hills before us. “Look!” I jabbed my arm beside his ear as the beast spooled out more ground, quartering away. “Where I’m pointing!”
This prompted the hunter to grab the scope dial with his trigger hand and twist it back and forth as he swept the gyrating muzzle back and forth. Our target jogged out of sight.
I too have failed to see game almost begging for a bullet. Our eyes may seek a bigger or smaller image. Nearer or farther. A different color or shape. Then there’s the helpful guide or partner, screeching “by that bush!” while furiously stabbing at a plain with enough bushes to conceal four armored divisions and a wildebeest migration.
You should find a target animal in your rifle-scope as quickly as you see it with your naked eye. Early
