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По окончании охоты в Магадане мы самолетом Ан-28 вместе с друзьями перебросились в Тиличики. Оттуда нам предстояло на вертолете перелететь в район охоты на Чукотского барана. Удалось это сделать только с третьей попытки, из-за низкой облачности хребет был долгое время закрыт. Расположились как обычно базовым лагерем около реки. На этом  лагере до нас охотились пять американских охотников и всем удалось взять баранов. Первоначально организатор планировал нас перебросить на 5 км ниже по руслу реки Ваега, но из-за недостатка топлива вертолет отказался это делать. Для нас это означало, что нам придется уходить на 5-7 км дальше от базового лагеря в места, где американцы не успели нашуметь. У меня так и получилось, забегая вперед мы с егерем Игорем совершили в первый же день рейд на 30  км. Барана, величаво стоящего на вершине пика мы заметили еще при выдвижении на дистанции не менее 3 км. В такие моменты, когда ты знаешь куда тебе точно нужно идти ноги идут легче. Выдвигались до нашей горы около 4-х часов. Барана я заметил на высоте около 1200 метров над уровнем моря, он  на 700 метров отошел от пика и спокойно пасся на солнечном склоне, потом и вовсе лег отдыхать. У меня возникла проблема с биноклем, он перестал измерять дистанцию, что конечно же крайне усложняло стрельбу.. По обратной стороне склона удалось подойти к барану метров на 350, как мне показалось. Игорь же указывал дистанцию в 400 метров, тоже на глаз, я сним сначала согласился и установил соответсвующую поправку на прицел, но в последний момент перевел поправку на 350 метров, что в итоге оказалось ошибкой. Пуля легла сантиметров на 5 ниже барана, он вскочил и перевалил за склон. Думаю все охотники понимают, что ощущаешь в подобные мнгновения. Я сразу рванул догонять барана, пробежав дистанцию стрельбы и перевалив за хребет я увидел еще два небольших оврагов, которые мне было необходимо преодалеть, далее боьшой цирк с выходом на господствующую высоту, туда и должен двигаться мой баран. Пробежав еще метров 200-300, я вышел на нужное мне место откуда весь склон был как на ладони. Я услышал каменную осыпь и стал внимательно наблюдать в бинокль., барана к сожалению не видно. После я переместился еще метров на 150 ниже по склону и опять стал наблюдать. Минут через 10 ко мне присоеденился егерь Игорь. Ничего не видим. И тут я опять услышал осыпь и заметил на середине склона моего барана. Как ему удавалось оставаться незамеченным на открытом склоне долгое время ни мне ни Игорю была непонятна. Первый выстрел опять же на глазок я несколько завысил, но сразу введя поправку в прицел вторым выстрелом я добыл свой трофей. Им оказался старый баран 13 лет.

Interesting and didactic was this hunt. Many times, I told to myself and to other people that the main rules shouldn’t be ignored. However, on some magic reason the one does the mistakes from time to time. My first trip to Armenia was on 18 March, when I was hunting Bezoar Ibex. I want to remind that this trophy has a separate rating position in the list of CMH, and, from recent times, it was included in to the special “Caucasus Prize” with the Armenian Mouflon. Early in the morning I went to the area of hunting. Before that I reminded myself several times to check the rifle. In the morning everything turned around and the organizers told me that the hunt is going to be very easy, because they know the position of Ibex well and it will be possible to shoot soon after the short elevation and close from the road.    Surprisingly, it was as they predicted. Me and ranger started waiting for the goats after we walked literally fifty meters from the road. The animals went slightly from different direction, but everything was like the organizers predicted. I clearly saw five males on the distance 380 meters under the angle of 43 degrees.           I felt no doubts in shooting, I took the stable and comfortable position and made a high-quality shot. I was very surprised, when the ranger told me that the bullet hit above the animal, though I have done all the calculations and I understand the features of the shooting under the large angles good enough. I was hesitating and didn’t shoot the other goats: what if the animal is injured? I took my favorite carbine 338 LM of the caliber, with which I shoot undoubtfully from the very long distances. However, the ranger was right. The other guys, who were observing the hunt from the other mountain ridge, have seen all five goats leaving upright.   Even after that I didn't check the rifle. One mistake after another started. When we elevated from the height 13500 meters to 2100 meters above sea level, in two hours we found our group of males. The shooting on the distance 290 meters. Missed. Then was the shooting on the distance 550 meters. Missed. And on the 340 meters miss as well. I had no doubt that the problem is in the gun. Moreover, due to the bad knowledge of the Russian language, I couldn’t understand from the local rangers, where the bullet hit. To make the story short, at that day I made enough mistakes for the many future years. I returned from that trip without any trophy. Zeroing in on the target in Moscow demonstrated the dislocation from the point of aiming on the seven cm at the shooting from the distance 100 meters. It is easy to calculate the mistakes on the distances I have been shooting. The weapon should be always checked after the long trips flights. By the way, zeroing in must be done not on the stones, but on the special target, for estimating the point of hit. I returned to Armenia after two weeks. I had to put off the bad mark. At the second time, I checked everything and insured myself in quality of aiming. We elevated to the almost same area and the animals were on the height of about 1900 meters above sea level. We have seen the herd of females while moving, which frightened off our males. The males moved 500 meters along the slope. I took the Ibex from the first shot from the distance 360 meters. It became the 37th in my collection.

The hunt in Pakistan has been organized by “Profi Hunt” in March 2016 year. I chose Belochistan area, close to the Karachi settlement, as the place to go at the first time of visiting of this mountain country. Sind Bezoar Ibex and Blanford Urial inhabit the area. The road took about one day. I entered the flight healthy, but felt not well in Karachi. Three hours of drive by car to the Dureji city and I realized, that I was sick. All the symptoms were obvious. Of course, I was disappointed deeply, because I planned the trip to Pakistan for a long time, and this situation was not on hand. It is not a good idea to go in to the mountains being sick. Nor me neither locals had the proper drugs and I cured myself with lemon and hot tea with honey. When I was preparing the things in Moscow, the hand stretched to the antibiotics and antivirus drugs, but on some reason I didn’t take any of them. I didn’t sleep the whole night due to fewer. We woke at three AM and moved to the area of hunt on the Urial. The area was very poor, people live here as savages. The mountains covered with a real desert: not a single grass or bush. Some plants is present in the areas of the mountain rivers, flowing at the rainy period of the year from late June to late July. I don’t understand, what do the animals eat and how do they survive here. The same picture is at the mountain foots. People survive here due to some miracle. They manage to harvest several crops of onion and cereals during the year.           We stopped at the house of the respected in Pakistan family Butani. The house was very comfortable. Everything including the territory is neat and made out in European style. We moved everywhere accompanied by the armed people. The hunt started at 6:30 in the morning, just after the sunrise. By the large group comprising 15 accompanying men we slowly went to the mountains. Due to the high temperature, the strength left my body and I had to give the rifle and the backpack to the rangers, walking without things. After one hour and a half of walking up we reached the ridge from which a great circle between two ridges opened in front of us. It was the place, where the rangers noticed a group of males, one of which looked as it was of trophy size. After 30 minutes of search we found this group and started observations. We didn’t manage to see the required male and decided to change the position, for it was possible to observe the area from different angles. After some time, we noticed the ram from the distance about 200 meters. I hit it with the first shot. I shot the heart with a bullet 338 caliber, but the animal ran about 100 meters after that and only then fell down. The hunt on the ram was easy and fast. I hoped, that the hunt on the Ibex will be the same, especially because the illness developed.

The second night I couldn’t sleep due to the illness progress. We woke up at 5 o’clock in the morning and went to the mountains. The mountains were closer, than the area of hunting on the sheep. After one hour of ride by car we reached the height of 750 meters above sea level. Awful mountain roads: but it is better to ride bad rather than go good. After the sunrise we elevated to the height of 1000 meters above sea level. We noticed a goat when moved, but he noticed us as well and ran away. After some time I found a group of males on the opposite slope. The distance was a bit more than 400 meters. Two males were very nice, as I thought, the rest were young. I hoped to close the question with a single shot without continuous sufferings. But my guide Sha told me that the rangers told him about the other group of the goats, where the male with larger horns is present. We started to search. Unfortunately, that long search was unsuccessful and we didn’t manage to find this second group. We have met the goats from time to time, but they were young animals. I started to regret my decision not to shoot the first animals. We changed several sites and directions and made not less than 20 km during that day. That is not a problem for the healthy hunter, but it was a hell for me. The organism refused to go up from time to time, but no one was going to carry me and I understood that. Finally, after ten hours of search, when we were moving to the direction of possible descending we noticed a group of animals with an old and white male among them. I took him with the first shot. It made the locals happy, but I had no enough strength for the emotions. I was ready to shut off. Then was a steep descending and moving to the cars. The hunting was over. It was a real test of the strength for my organism. Of course, this is not a good idea to do like that, that is not healthy. But what is done that is done, I am happy that everything finished good.

The hunt on the Konya Mouflon was organized by the Profi Hunt and Shikar Safari in Turkey in January 2016 year. I want to note the unreasonable high price for this sheep. The price was intended for the crazy collectors like we are. But everything is done and I have no regrets about that. I just want to give an advice for those, who has no such a trophy yet. It is possible to take several sheep and take much more rating points, not saying about the impressions, which, as I think, is an important part of our mountain expeditions This sheep is quite rare and its population size is low. It inhabits several regions in Turkey: in the areas bordering with Armenia and Iran, but the hunt is not allowed there. In Konya a limited number of permits are given per year.      The hunt here is different. It is almost impossible to find this sheep on the open areas due to the low number of the population. There is a governmental enclosed area covering 6000 ha in 50 km to the east from Konya city. The government decided to make this reservation with a special protecting regime for preservation of this subspecies of the sheep many years ago. The hunts are held here since 2010 year and five permits per year are given. The population includes 500 animals, as the local rangers say. But I have strong doubts about it after one and a half day of search. There must be 250 or 300 sheep maximum. That is my visual estimation of what I have seen. The international safari clubs decided to count this trophy as if it was taken on the opened areas, because it is a governmental area and the animal is critically endangered. This was the reason for me to take part in this hunt. Hence, I arrived from Moscow to Istanbul by plane and then went to Konya. We went to the hunting area in the second part of the day 16 January. The lands were in 40 minutes of ride from the airport. We made an attempt to search for the sheep at the first day, even though we had almost no daylight time, only about three hours. We have seen several groups: the first one comprised three young males, the second included 50 animals: females and males of different age, but there were no old trophy rams. In the morning of the next day we started to hunt at 7:00 in the morning. I have noticed a distant group comprising adult animals after the elevation by car on the main plato. The gusty wind raised, which made the hunting difficult and the conditions of approach for the hunt were more difficult as well. At that moment I have noticed two silhouettes of people on the next mountain ridge. When I told about my discovery to the local ranger, I understood that they were illegal hunters. The ranger started to organize the operation with other local rangers from the base camp and left us to follow the illegal hunters. It turned out after everything was finished, that two men were restrained. One of them was the chief of the local village. The guns were taken from them, the houses were searched and the protocols were made. But I am going to return to the hunting now. We have lost the sheep after the first unsuccessful attempt to approach to the animals. The mountains here are not cliffy, the slopes are gentl, hence, it was rather a pity to lose the animals. We managed to discover it second time after couple of hours. The sheep were grazing lower and laid to have a rest, as usually. The second approach more successful, I managed to take the trophy of 8-9 years old male. It is always difficult to shoot at the group of animals. It is difficult to choose the right trophy and the shooting becomes harder due to the risk to hurt several animals. I noticed that the largest ram was standing within the group and it was impossible to shoot him. That was the reason why I have chosen the ram, which was standing apart and against the mountains, which looked to be more or less of the trophy quality. I made the shot and the ram, being obviously wounded, started to jump on the mountain ridge. It stopped and stood not firm. The whole group ran to the mountains and I took the animal with the second shot. We were very surprised, when we approached the ram, because we noticed the second falling ram in 50 meters from the first one. It is difficult to pass my feeling at that moment. How could I shoot the second animal with all my experience? We looked the video and found out, that after going through the body of the first chosen animal the bullet flew a strange trajectory and hit the second younger animal, which was standing apart. It could be seen, that this ram left the area with the others just after the shooting and my injured ram stood at the place. I had a similar occasion in South African Republik, when hunted Sprinbok. At that hunt, the bullet went through the aimed animal, changed the trajectory and went apart injuring the second antelope. Sometimes even the experience doesn’t help. To tell the truth, I don't feel any special excitement while shooting and, as I think, I am coldblooded and provident enough at that moment. But such a thing can happen to everyone, even experienced one. I must tell, that the local rangers were not disappointed by the case and took the meet of the taken animal with a pleasure. Such a hunt of the holidays I had in Turkey. It was my 22th ram by the list of GSCO and 25th according to the rules of CMH.

I ordered this hunt three years ago. The Karmen island is about 1500 ha and placed not far from the Loretto city in the southern part of California bay. The island belongs to the Mexican company, which organizes the hunts on the Desrt Bighorn Sheep. The population includes about 500 rams and 15-19 animals are taken each year. The rams numbering 21 individuals were taken here in 1995 year and the active hunt started at 2005 year, when trophy adult animals grew up. I took a splendid trophy male of 10-11 years old with a good base of 14 inches or 36 cm at the first day. I also had a good fishing and catch a wild Bass.  The base was very comfortable and the stuff was nice and trained. I recommend to everyone.  

The first day we arrived  to Gilgit and it took us 16 hours. We stayed there for a night and next morning drove to the hunting area.  After two hours driving to the Chinese boundary we had to stopped because the mudflow came down from the mountains and blocked the way. I  got out of the car and looked around and did it in time. The herd of animals  was feeding on the opposite slope. The males had middle size horns but I remembered my unsuccessful experience in the last time and decided to shoot.  I got 8 years old trophy. It was one of the easiest hunts in the mountains. Thank you very much to Stalker Group.

The hunt in Greece on the Kri-kri ibex was a bit unpredicted. I was going to hunt in 2016 year, but in December 2015 year I had some free time due to the withdrawal of the hunting in Turkey. The season was ending and there were plenty of the permits for this hunt, hence, the Greek governments made a lottery. The lucky one will have the reserved license. I was wondered, when I received the call from the office of Profi Hunt and they told me, that I am a winner. I can’t say, that I don’t believe in luck, but I have never won anything before. I must admit, that I have never took part in any lottery before. Christo met us with operator Oleg Laptev in Athens. Being a cardiologist, he is a is a true hunter and he helps to arrange the hunting for the foreigners from time to time. After three hours of drive we reached a small seashore town Methoni, which is placed in the southern part of Peloponnese peninsula. We woke up at 6:00, had some breakfast and checked the weapons. I must take a special attention to the fact, that the hunt in Greece is allowed only with smoothbore rifles, what made me feel something new in my mountain hunting. We went to Sapyentza island by boat at about 8:00. We were accompanied by the governmental rangers from the national park and one hunter from Poland, who decided to test hunting luck and take the Ibex. It inhabits Krit, but the hunt here is prohibited. There are several more islands, where this subspecies of Bezoar ibex can be met. Sapientza island is a national reserve and any activity is prohibited here, but the hunt on Kri-kri Ibex and Mouflons is allowed, if a special permit is taken. Not more than six hunts are held per year. According to the words of the local guys, we were the first Russians, who were here. At least on their memory. We saw several groups of Ibexes at the first day, but couldn’t approach any of them. Difficult relief and the mountains almost totally covered with bushes made this hunt not easy. We tried to approach a single old goat at about two o’clock PM. He proudly established himself on the top of the mountain. But at some moment he left to the opposite slope, covered with bushes. The next day we decided to go directly to the place, where we met him and wait. The shooting was on the short distance, almost face to face, but the trophy has been taken. An old male of 12 years old with marvelous horns of 84 cm are going to decorate a newly established museum in Kaluga.

Just after the hunt in Alay Kazakhstan was finished I flew to Almaty for the move to Djungarian Alatau for the hunt on Dzhungar Ibex. The night road took us about five hours. At night I checked how the rifle shoots by killing a fox from the first shot. About 6:30 in the morning we with ranger Nikolay Mitrofanovich, who was seventy six years old at that time, and with Vladimir started elevation to the mountains. After an hour and a half we were observing the first group of Ibex. They behaved according to the mating period: males and females were moving actively in joint groups. At some moment, we started to observe three groups of Ibex, which established themselves in the different parts of the mountains. There was a group below us, which included one large and dark male. We started planning how to go down for them. At that moment, a male Ibex of the age eight or nine years old approached us to the distance 70 meters. I decided to shoot and took the trophy. As people say: “A feather in the hand is better than a bird in the air”.

This hunt was organized by my fellow and colleague, the head of the Association of Hunters and Anglers, Nikolay Abramovich Proskurin. It took place in the National Park but was legal, we had all necessary permits. Katon-Karagay National Park is located in the unique place near the boundary with Russia, Kazakhstan, China and Mongolia. We arrived by plane  to Ust-Kamenogorsk and then drove 500 km to the hunting lodge located near the village Archety. Next morning we rode by horses to the mountains. After 40 minutes of riding we noticed the first animals. It was the group of males. One the them stood out form the others on the top of the rock. I and my guide were climbing by the next slope and the old male was going down towards us. The distance between us reduced to 320m. under the angle  32 degrees. I calculated the shot for a distance 280m, waited when the goat turned its side and fired. The bullet went through it and damaged its lungs and internals. It ran down few meters and fell in 50 meters below the place where I shot it. In 15 minutes the crows circled above the place where it laid and it help us to find it. It was the old male 15 years old. Knowing that the average age of the goat who live in captivity is 16-18 years I could say that we got very good trophy because that specimen gave all its best genes already. Thank you very much to my guides Roman and Alexander for the organization of this hunt. Coordinates where I took the trophy: latitude 49 12 24 36 and  86 35 56 10 east longitude. It was my 33rd trophy from the MHC Capra List.

I planned to hunt for this sub species of chamois from 2013 but had to changed dates several times by different reasons. At last I could flew for the hunt in France. The local outfitter was Renault Daso, recommended me by Bernared Loze. He knew lots of Russian hunters. Renault worried that we didn’t have enough time to get the trophy. I could devote to the hunt just one day. The average trip is not less then 3 days. Telling the truth we were lucky with the weather. It was the strong cyclone the day we arrived and  all ridges were covered by the fog. But the weather forecast was auspicious. Fortunately it was correct,  the rain was over and it was clear star night when we went for a hunt. We accommodated in the small village in 50 km from Grenoble. The mountain range of Chartreuse is isolated and comes close to the Alps. The elevation of the mountains there is about 1500 masl and they are covered by thick forests, what makes the task to find the animals not easy. The inhabitants of these forests are red and roe deer, boars, mouflons and chamois. The predators are represented by wolves and foxes. We started to climb at 6.30am from the elevation 1100masl and it took us 40 minutes to reach the height 1540masl. I couldn’t say that it was the easy climb, it was steep and feet constantly slid on the wet grass. After rising to the top we observed the surroundings. We watched lots of the chamois which fled from us. Thickly fallen leaves, branches and loose stones betrayed us and the animals found us before we found them. At some point I detected the chamois and fired but missed. It was not comfortable to shoot through the bushes. We went on to searching. In twenty minutes I spotted the silhouette of the chamois in the forest. I commanded Lui to lay down, because he stood on the line of fire, aimed and made the sure shot. The hit was evident, the chamois fell and rolled down. We easily found it by the bloody track. It was the lonely old female, 11 years old and my 9th chamois from the Capra List. I has to get one more chamois- Anatolian on in Turkey to get the  prize “ World Chamois”.

Next day after the hunt for Tibetan Argali we drove to look for the Pamir Ibex. We found the group of animals, three of which had decent horns. We approached at 650m distance and I decided to shoot. I took the comfortable position when Ibex, startled by the noise from the Marco Polo herd, ran up to the mountains. I shot three times from the distance 670m. The last one was successful but I aimed lower than it had to. The goat walked about 1.5 km. We took it next day. The horns were 118 and 119.5 sm.Thank you very much to people who helped me to get it. This Ibex opened the third dozen of trophies from the Capra MHC List.

On the third day of the hunt we saw two large males, one of which was good trophy size. We decided to approach at the shooting distance. Sheep noticed us and ran up the mountain. We understood that it’d take just few minutes for them to hide behind the ridge. It was too hard for us to came down, went around the mountain and climbed once again. The height was 4685m. I shot from 900m. The wounded ram moved about 1km and lay down. Thank you very much to everybody who helped me to organize this hunt. This trophy became the 30th  from the MHC List.

The hunt in Krasnoyarsk Krai was organized by Profi Hunt company in October, 2015. The hunting area belonged to Idzhir company. After 4 hours flight I arrived to Abakan, then we drove 2 hours to Sayano-Shushenskaya hydroelectric power and went 4 hours upstream the Yenisei River by the high speed boat. At last we arrived to the main lodge. We spent there the first night and rose to the next base which was located on the height 1680 masl. The ascend took us 3.5 hours. We watched some groups of males while climbing. It was the third hunt when I met wolves. I fired the wolf form the distance 680m and missed, they ran away but not far. We heard wolves howl at night. At the first day when we were hiking Vladimir detected two males which grazed on the slope and we decided to approach them later. After a shot rest I tried to reach the males. It took us just 20 minutes, the animals stayed on the same place where we had seen them. I got my 12 years old trophy by the first shot,  from the distance 150 m. It was quick and easy hunt. Next morning we came back to the lodge. It was my 31st trophy from the MHC’s List “ World Ibexex”.

We found this Urial at the end of the second day. It lay on the stones under the tree shadow near the cliff edge.  Only its back was opened.  I shot from the distance 460m. It was the accurate shot and the male fell from the cliff. We found it next day damaged by other animals. The measurement result is 141.5 point by the SCI system. The trophy takes 6 position in the SCI List. Thank you very much to everybody who helped me to organize this hunt.

Me and Evgeny Haritonov, with whom I hunted more the two dozen times, arrived to Bishkek. At the end of the day we reached the base camp in the Kumtor region and spent the night there. Next day we rode to the hunting area, it took us 6 hours. We made the camp on the height 3900m. In the morning we all trek to the place where some trophy males were seen before. In two hours of climbing we noticed them. I shot from 100-130 m, the height was 4200m. My trophy became 10 years old male. In two day I got 8 years old Tian Shan Agrali. The distance was 350m. My appreciation for the professional work to the guides Vladimir, Andrey and Koi-Chu. Many thanks to Evegeny Haritonov.

I hunted at the beginning of October in the Rutulsky region in Dagestan. We rode by horses from the village Mikikh to the mountains. The first camp was set on the elevation of 3000 masl. It took us 4 hours to reach that position. In the morning we climbed 3400 masl and met the group of young males. It was foggy and we descended to the opposite slope (height 2700 masl) and camped. In the evening I watched lots of animals on the slopes. On Sunday at 5 am we ascended to the ridge and spotted the group of 15 males. I got my trophy by the first shot from the distance 580m but it fell to the abyss. We found it on the bottom of the canyon. We shot the wolf, while going down, from the distance 350m which hunted the sheep too.

I booked hunt for Yakutia and Okhotsk Snow Sheep in Haborovsky Krai at autumn 2014. Also I was going to prey for the Reindeer, the Yakutia moose and the Far East bear. Konstantin Kalin and his friend Oleg met me at the Khabarovsk airport on September 13. Next day we all arrived to Okhotsk. The local outfitter Alexander Malkov met us there and we all flew by helicopter to the upper reaches of the Yudoma River where sheep were seen before. In the morning we came to the group of 7 sheep, one of which was very big. I shot from the distance 516m and missed! Next day it was rain and fog and we couldn’t hunt. On the day 4 the guides brought me to the group of 9 males and I made the mistake once again. I chose not the biggest one. I shot from 530m and got 9 years old sheep. We saw more than 30 male snow sheep during these days. The population of the Yakutia Snow Sheep is high there. Then we flew to the upper reaches of the Unchi River. We were going to hunt there for the Okhotsk Snow Sheep. It was rainy for two days. On the day 3 we went to hunt, found two groups of sheep and decided to approach the second one. I shot from the distance 100m and got nice 12 years old trophy. Also I harvested good trophies of the bear, moose and two reindeers. All animals came to the camp. I appreciated professional work of Alexander Malkov and his guides Nikolay and Sasha. Everything was perfect. Thank you very much to Konstantin Kalin and Oleg Abramov who organized this hunt. Special thanks to our cook Alexander who surprised us by his original dishes. I’ll remember tasteful sausages made from deer’s gut which Gendos, who companied me in all snow sheep hunts, took with him

I hunted in Karachay-Cherkessia, my goal was to take bigger trophy and I did it. The hunt was organized in such way that we left one of the assistant at the downstairs to direct us. It was rainy while we were climbing and we all dripped wet. Our assistants helped us to approach animals. My fellow fired from the distance 100m. I shot almost at close range, the distance was about 20 meters. I shot 3 times to the running male and two on bullets hit the aim. My trophy was a 10 years old male.