Using my Jacob Dickert Pennsylvania 50 cal. Flintlock rifle, it was a challenge to hunt a 200 lb. red stag doe with patch and ball.
I was looking for a meat in the freezer hunt.
Snow had fallen during the night of November 11, 2025. I woke to hunting and tracking snow. Breakfast was scrambled eggs and boar sausage. Delish!
My guide Mike says, “let me know when your ready to hunt Ed” I smiled and said, “lets go”. I loaded powder and ball and ram rodded the load down the barrel. It was a brisk walk up a forested hillside. Soon we began looking for tracks and sight of any game.
Mike said, “Ed, now is a good time to prime the pan, we need to be ready. I flipped the spoon like frizzen up and added 4F powder to the pan from the small brass feeder tube hanging around my neck . Yep, I said, I’m ready.
After a while we found fresh tracks in snow. We followed them to a steep incline with large spruce trees along the steep hillside. Walking along the edge of the incline was treacherous as the leaves under snow hid shale rubble to slip on. We took our time and glassed ahead and in the forest valley.
Suddenly, Mike pointed down the hillside to four deer making their way along the incline. He whispered, “Big doe in the group.” The Red Stag doe was hard to spot. Movement gave the group away. At 75 yards, they detected movement from us above. They held fast, allowing me to close the distance using the big spruce to block our movement down the hill.
I had an opening for a shot at the big doe, so I pulled the hammer back and aimed. But I was unsteady on my feet in snow and on a steep angle. Thinking, I had to find a tree with branches to steady my shot, I edged forward.
I was mostly hidden by the tree trunk. Mike was behind me by 20 yards and videoing me closing in. I pulled up the rifle again and fired at about 65 yards.
Smoke billowed from the barrel. After smoke cleared, I spotted some brown on the ground ahead. You can see the snow covered terrain we were in and carefully approach the downed deer. The shot was angled forward into the lungs.

I was so pleased to harvest this beautiful doe with one shot from my 1775 Flintlock that I built below. A memory I will cherish. Thank you Lord!

She will be good eating! Tioga folks carved and vacuum packed all the meat for 150 dollars. Nice!!
Back in New Hampshire, I hope for tracking snow for a whitetail with rifle. But at least some great meat for our family.
Next is to harvest a Russian boar with my TenPoint Crossbow and my Swhacker broadheads.
Mike set me up in an enclosed tree stand while several huge Russian boar wandered by me. One big boar made its way to a window for a shot. I did not have a good brace to rest the crossbow. At the shot the boar was hit low in the midsection.
He was hit hard but not a killing shot. I could see him laying low at 40 yards.
I got out of my stand and loaded another arrow.
When the boar saw me approach he limped away slowly. I used trees to hide my approach and managed, to shoot him again at around 25 yards. Both shots exited the big boar. He fell for the final time.

300 lb Russian Boar
Happy Hunter with my TenPoint Crossbow.

Boar at the skinning shed below. Lots of pork chops!

Good Hunting!

























