Post by nastygunz on Oct 1, 2009 21:40:20 GMT
WENT OUT THIS AFTERNOON FOR A TRY AT SOME SQUIRRELS WITH MY THOMPSON CONTENDER .410 PISTOL...COLD !!...WIND BLOWING PRETTY HARD...HEAVY CLOUDS....NOT THE BEST OF DAYS BUT WTH ITS STILL HUNTING RIGHT ?...I PULLED INTO MY SPOT AND SNUCK INTO THE WOODS A WAYS...SETTLED DOWN IN A SMALLISH PLOT OF TREES BORDERING A CORN FIELD...MIXED OAK AND OTHERS TREES...BRUSH....NEVER SAW SO MANY DAMN CHIPMUNKS IN ALL MY LIFE...I DID A SLOW STALK AROUND SOME OPEN AREAS WITH A FEW NICE OAKS...DIDNT SEE ANYTHING...IM LEANING AGAINST A TREE AND ALL OF A SUDDEN HERE COMES A SQUIRREL SNEAKING DOWN A TREE IN FRONT OF ME....LITTLE OUT OF RANGE SO i WAITED TO SEE IF HE WOULD COME BY ME...HE HIT THE GROUND AND I LOST HIM IN THE HEAVY GROUND COVER AND NEVER SAW HIM AGAIN HIM ...SO THEN I SETTLED ONTO AN OLD LOG AND WAITED ABOUT 30 MINUTES...AL OF A SUDDEN I HEAR SOMETHING IN THE LEAVES BEHIND ME PRETTY LOUD...I WAIT AND SEE SOMETHING OUT OF THE CORNER OF MY EYE AND VERY SLOWLY TURN MY HEAD LEFT AND SEE A BIG SQUIRREL DIGGING AROUND IN THE LEAVES ABOUT 10 FEET FROM ME...I CANT MOVE..THE CONTENDER IS HOLSTERED...I FREEZE INTO PLACE AS HE WORKS HIS WAY PAST ME...I SLIDE THE GUN OUT OF THE HOLSTER AND PULL THE HAMMER BACK....HES ABOUT 30 FEET FROM ME..I BRING THE GUN UP AND PUT THE SILVER BEAD ON HIM..HES DIGGING IN THE LEAVES AND DOESNT HAVE A CLUE IM THERE...I SQUEEZE THE TRIGGER....BANGGGGGG....SEE A BIG SILVER TAIL TWITCHING AROUND IN THE LEAVES....THE CONTENDER HAS BEEN BLOODED WITH ITS FIRST OF MANY I HOPE...BUSHYTAILS....CANT BEAT THAT FOR FUN...AND HERE IS THE HUNT PIC:
