Best gun for varmints

It all depends on how good of a shot you are. You can kill most anything with a 22cal shot placed right. Many of coons, possums, foxes, etc. have had their last hreath prior to a 22 round coming through their head. you can even get bird/snake shot for a 22. That is similar to a shot gun shell. It also dpends on how discrete you want to be. A 22 is often quieter than a fire cracker wne it is discharged.

The bottom line is what ever gun you choose you must be comfortable and confident with it!
 
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I don't know if it's true for most modern guns, but my 22 will shoot shorts as well as longs. If you need to be discreet I use the .22 shorts. They hardly make a sound that travels.
 
I use CB caps made by CCI. They are fairly low velocity -- about 750 feet per second so they don't have that sonic crack. In a rifle they don't make much noise at all. The only difficulty is that my Ruger 10/22 wont feed the CB caps through the magazine and you have to place the round in the chamber by hand. Still, you only need one for taking care of something that isn't going to be running away too fast.
 
Squib loads are even slower and quieter than shorts. They are a load only with primer, about the same power and noise level of a pellet gun. That is why I like my bolt action it will feed everything.
 
best gun for varmits....hummmm
NICKEL PLATED 22

sorry i have no clue about guns, just wanted to post that~ carry on

oh,oh 38 snubnose with hollow tip bullets

Ok, i will leave now
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well I just got back from wal-mart. I bought my very first ninja suit. Now I can hide up in the trees, and those rascally predators won't see me coming. I have to figure out how to walk with these silly boots though, they have 2 toes
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I spent the better part of yesterday up in the tree wearing my Wal-Mart ninja suit, but after what seemed like forever, about 10 minutes, I got bored and started scratching my initials in the bark with my ninja stars. The, lo and behold, my kids came outside. When they started playing on the nearby swing set, I knew I had to act. In my best Chinese accent, I said "Luke. I am your father." The kids turned looking for the voice, and that's when I dropped down next to them. Long story short, in a great commotion of feathers, screaming, and dust, the ducks flew over the fence and into the canal, the chickens ran to who-knows-where, the vicious dogs ran behind the house, the geese ran flapping in circles and honking for ten minutes, and my children said "Hi, Mom." The screaming? That was me. I landed on a tricycle.
I won't be doing that again. Today, different tree. The mailman!
 

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