Didn't get a chance to take the rifle out until Saturday. I had a few rounds that I had loaded with for my sporterized No. 5, about the only thing I can get that rifle to shoot, so I grabbed them and went up to the range. Didn't take long to sight in the No. 4 at 100 yards.
The first round was the high hole, I just turned a "handful" of negative elevation and shot another, which is the hole about 2" low. I was like "sweet," so I counted the positive clicks up. The third shot was a bullseye, so I raised the POI an inch and put three through the same hole one-inch high. I had a couple of old hard drives hanging on a wire and sent a hole through them. That left me with two rounds, which I thought I ought to save just in case I could find a hog to shoot. Here is the load.
Took the rifle out this morning. Had some hogs come to a feeder while it was still dark, just black silhouettes against the gold grass, about 80 yards out. Put the crosshairs on one, at the shot the sounder went into the heavy brush. I thought I would wait about an hour to see if a doe would come out as I have some managed land permits and one round of ammo left, an important ingredient in a hog/venison sausage recipe mix! A couple of bucks came out and would stare at the brushline the hogs had moved into, so I knew he was down. I waited about an hour, and just inside the brushline, I figured out what the bucks had been looking at. The coyotes had eaten half my hog, rookie mistake on my part. I never heard them.