I went out again today, alone this time. Still plenty of sign, but not one hare. Frustrating.
However, we'll be trying squirrel for the first time tomorrow.
After admitting to myself the hare thing was not going to pan out today, I realized that there were several squirrels in the area that didn't like me being there, and I figured they'd be a good challenge and good eating (so I have heard/read).
The first one made my decision pretty easy. Just when I was giving up on hare and thinking about heading back to my car, there he was in a tree about 15 yards away. There was plenty of thick foliage and tree trunks behind him and he was only about 14' up the tree, so I let him have it. It took one more round of .22 to end the story. Gutted, skinned, cleaned him right there and tossed him in the cooler bag.
The second one was more fun. I could hear him chirping and chatting from about 200 yards away. The stupid bugger kept up the chatter till I was about 50 yards away and then he went silent. I knew what direction he was, but couldn't see him. I decided to wait. I stood there for about 6-8 minutes, and then he started up again. He should have kept quiet. There he was, about 45 or 50 yards away, about 30-35 feet up a huge pine. He was perched on a branch pointing straight in my direction, and he was looking right at me. There was a 20" tree trunk directly behind him. I dialed the scope to 9x and crouched down to the one-knee position. He seemed nervous, tail twitching, so I wasted no time. Bang. He dropped like stone. I moved quickly to the base of the tree, and found one very, very dead squirrel. The bullet entered his chest, just below the neck, exited out his back, and severed his tail nearly in two. When I gutted and cleaned him, his heart and lungs were like liquid, and part of his spine was completely missing.
So the two of them are soaking in salt water over night and I will read through a bunch of recipes tomorrow...
I do have photos, if anyone is interested.
P.S. When I was just finishing up with the second one, I heard about 4 or 5 yotes start yapping and hooting about 1k away. I have no idea if they smelled my kills, or if it was a coincidence, but I was glad I had plenty of ammo left, and I got out of dodge.
