Yesterday morning, Saturday the 11th of August, we had a very, very pleasant break in the heat wave we've been suffering through. The temperature was 58 degrees when I awakened. This had been forecast so I was pleased to see the weather prognosticators were right.
The hickory nuts are far enough along that the squirrels are really hitting them right now and I love to hunt the deliscious limb bacon so what better morning to give the old gal a chance to prove herself.
As squirrel hunts go it was uneventful. Lots of squirrels in the trees and they were wild as a March hare. I supose the extended heat has made them so. After about 30 minutes of letting the woods calm down one travelled within shooting range. Nothing spectacular, about a 25 yard shot at a feeding bushytail and the 16 bore loaded with 70 grs. of Ffg and 1 ounce of #6 shot and the old Cape gun proved it could still bring home the "limb bacon". A compelling urge and the knowledge that I had a lot to do in the yard as it wasn't going to be 105 degrees led me on the short walk back to the house. One squirrel didn't justify a picture to me so I cleaned the squirrel, the one brass hul and the gun and began my long morning of yard work. Even with such a short hunt and only the one squirrel I don't believe the grin left my face until I took the pork chops off the smoker for dinner last night.....to be replaced by another grin!!!
The hickory nuts are far enough along that the squirrels are really hitting them right now and I love to hunt the deliscious limb bacon so what better morning to give the old gal a chance to prove herself.
As squirrel hunts go it was uneventful. Lots of squirrels in the trees and they were wild as a March hare. I supose the extended heat has made them so. After about 30 minutes of letting the woods calm down one travelled within shooting range. Nothing spectacular, about a 25 yard shot at a feeding bushytail and the 16 bore loaded with 70 grs. of Ffg and 1 ounce of #6 shot and the old Cape gun proved it could still bring home the "limb bacon". A compelling urge and the knowledge that I had a lot to do in the yard as it wasn't going to be 105 degrees led me on the short walk back to the house. One squirrel didn't justify a picture to me so I cleaned the squirrel, the one brass hul and the gun and began my long morning of yard work. Even with such a short hunt and only the one squirrel I don't believe the grin left my face until I took the pork chops off the smoker for dinner last night.....to be replaced by another grin!!!
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