Played hooky this morning, sat down against a big oak in the creek bottom and soon saw a couple limbchickens playing grabass in the bushes. Was waiting for one to clear all the vegetation when some falling debris made me look up. This guy was about 30 feet up in the tree I was sitting against. A little back bending and a pause for his head to clear the branch: one in the bag.

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Got tired of sitting and needed to stretch out my neck, so wandered up the slope. Saw this guy running off and noticed a big pecan full of holes nearby. Figured he might come back. Which he did.

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Pretty day in the upper ‘60s. Makes it hard to work.

Hey SCgunnut, know where there’s any .22 lr in the area?

Last edited by Ella; 11/30/15.