My best friend had a Left Hand Savage 310 and used a 130 grain load similar to Brucev's and it was great except the wind would do unmentionable things to it beyond 250 yards. The best place to hunt from, was a hilltop cemetery in the middle of his In-laws farm. The residents of the cemetery dated back to soldiers from the American Revalution, that settled our area. These residents were tired of their bones being dug up and their head stones toppled. So every session started with a patrol through the grave yard usually with 22 rifles, then taking a perch along the remnants of the perimeter stone fence. It was open fields with an occasional fence row for up to 600 yards. In one direction was a meandering creek at 275 to 300 yards. The banks of this creek were pocked with burrows to thick to count. A pair of small rises left a wind shadow that was a swirling unpredictable mess, that ate vast quantities of ammo with little to show for the effort. One Saturday my friend has an additional rifle case with him, and when we got to the offending area, he cased his "06. Out came his recent purchase, a Whintworth Express on a CZ, left hand, Magnum action 375 H&H. He loaded up 3 and one in the chamber, of 270 grain factory Winchester Silver tips. Flipped up the 300 Meter leaf on the sight, wrapped the sling around his right arm and sighted in on a grazing whistle pig. The ground hog escaped with his life as he dove into his hole. That round was 8 to 9 inches wide to the left, elevation dead on! He takes aim on a second fur covered crop eater, makes his wind correction and tickles the trigger. On the creek bank there is an explosion of dirt and ground hog. We went out and investigated and found a fur lined rim of a small crater. Our conclusion was the round passed through the ground hog and hit a buried rock, and the back splash made the eruption we saw. That may or may not have been over kill, but there is always a way to beat the wind. In Texas it is "Death to all Tyrants!" In Ohio it is "Death to all ground hawgs!" Ivan
