9x56MS
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For me it was a Barbary sheep ( I think more like a goat). I hunted with a TC Hawken 50 caliber muzzle loader just to add a bit more spice to the hunt. We finally got into a position ahead of the group that was moving along the base of a cliff that would bring them within 50 yards. Big ram in the lead I shot and he didn’t even stagger. I thought I missed. My guide assured me I hit him. I quickly reloaded and when he stopped I got another shot at 125 long yards. I fired again no reaction. I was crestfallen. Guide assured me I hit him again. He turned and headed down the step rock above a creek. I reloaded and we ran down the hill to get ahead of him. Another 100 yard shot I fired again no reaction. He continued down to a path above the creek bed. Again I reload and we run to get ahead of him. We got behind a big bolder along the trail he was on. The shot was 8 yards. At the shot he took off running down the trail and stopped next to a tree 50 yards away. I am now furiously reloading and firmly believing this damn thing is armor plated. My guide turns to me and says don’t bother. I said but he is just standing there. He told me to go get him. I keep my sights on him as I approach but he doesn’t move. I draw even with him and see blood running down from 4 holes in the front shoulders. He is dead and STILL on his feet leaning up against a stunted tree growing up out of solid rock. I push him and he finally falls and I just start laughing. I have no idea how that animal traveled over 500 yards with his lungs all shot to pieces. Thank god they are not dangerous game. Their tenacity just amazes me. Dressed out at 285 pounds. Boy was I glad he went down hill.