Got out yesterday for some exploring and ground squirrel hunting. This is our rainy season, and the forest has exploded with its annual display of late summer wildflowers. I think I'll keep the words to a minimum, and just let the pictures speak for themselves.
I headed into a new area, and almost immediately knew I was on the right track. How? Lots of furry hints, as seen below.
After twenty minutes of driving along, with my mouth hanging open, as much from the shear beauty of the forest, as the number of ground squirrels I was seeing, I decided I needed to get my gear out, and do a bit of hunting. The gun of choice, once again, was my RWS Rapier in .22.
On my way in, I saw a Red Tail hawk working the area, looking for squirrel mcnuggets for breakfast. I was going to suggest he just follow me. I've got an excellent way of collecting them, that mainly uses small amounts of lead and air.
Near the first area that I stopped to hunt.
Now, for the weird happening of the day. As I'm hunting the area, that I dropped the above squirrel in, I see something strange in my binos. About 70 yards away, I see a stump that has a blob of something on the top of it. From a distance, and in the prevailing light, it kind of looks like a ground squirrel that has been turned inside out by something like a .220 Swift, shooting 55 grain ballistic tips. I should know, I've been there done that.
The problem is, there is also what looks like, an arrow sticking out of the stump. I don't bow hunt, but I know it's highly unlikely that an arrow did that. Of course, I've got to go over and see this mess, up close and personal.
When I got over to it, it took me a bit to figure out what I was looking at. It turns out, that someone had gone to a lot of trouble, to slather the top of the stump with a mixture of blue berries and raspberries. I guess, in the hopes of baiting a squirrel into bow range. He evidently got a shot, or maybe he just took his frustration out on the stump, because he didn't get a shot, who knows. Funny thing to see out in the middle of the boonies though.
It was a fun day, and I didn't even scratch the surface of the area that I was playing in. Weather permitting, I'm going to head back to the same territory next week, and I'm feeling the urge to hunt the Whisper again.
To be continued.