I got my Grandfather’s old Ruger 77/22 boat paddle back from my brother a couple weeks ago. I had to take some range time and make some adjustments before it was shooting at sub squirrel MOA. It was back on track very quickly.
I went out Wednesday morning around 7:30 AM; the weather was perfect for squirrels, no real breeze, nice and sunny. I still hunted my way to the Ghetto and outside of bumping up a big doe, I didn’t encounter a single chippy, let alone a squirrel which really surprised me.
I tucked myself into the stand and sipped some strong coffee. It wasn't long before the morning proved itself to be a perfect squirrel day, but that coffee was too strong because I proceeded to shoot like hot garbage.
The first squirrel I spotted was a medium sized gray at about 30 yards. He was tucked up against an old oak sitting neatly on the base of a broken limb.
Yes, somewhere in this picture is a squirrel about to get a lucky break. My trigger control must have been lacking on this shot, I have no excuse, but I touched off a round just to watch it slam into the bark of the tree. The squirrel spent no time allowing me to redeem myself and made haste.
At the shot the woodlot exploded with squirrels scurrying and barking, I was glut with opportunity. I lost focus and proceeded to not shoot a limit and a half of squirrels that bounded before me.
One squirrel inparticular was po’ed at my shooting and began barking in a rhythmic and annoying manner. I searched the trees to find this squirrel and end his unpleasant attitude. surprsingly he was only about 10 yards off the end of my barrel barricaded behind the thin limbs of a growing maple, a big fox squirrel, one I have been hunting since the start of the season. I carefully turned that growing tree into a toothpick by shooting three limbs off of it to allow me a clear shot, not surprisingly the big fox squirrel didn’t care for my marksmanship on the maple so he sauntered down the tree and made an escape.... slowly, proudly, almost confidently that I couldn’t hit him, he was right. I never got the crosshairs on him.