Had a Good Day - 01/19/17
Deer season is closed now and the hunter is gone, so I'm back in the "pecan predator control" business. In my seat at 7:06 with the CZ in hand and 2 minutes later hear one fussing. Couldn't nail it down--left my hearing aid at home and it is tough trying to get a line on sounds with only one working ear! But, finally saw the tail shaking--about 30 yds away up in a pecan tree. Bang!--missed. Squirrel jumped to the main trunk and peeked around--bad move. Bang, flop. 3 minutes later I hear another one, across the creek. It starts moving and turns toward me and crosses the creek and gives me a shot--bang-miss It doesn't move so I shoot again-bang, flop. 5 minutes later I see one high and hard to my left and I swivel and move the shooting sticks--bang flop. 2 minutes later there is another one coming down the same limb and it stops at the same spot--bang-flop. That makes 4 down in less than 15 minutes, so I decide to move back towards the truck. Go to pick up the 4 and can't find one of them. Some blood at the base of the tree, but nothing doing, and it hit the ground hard with a solid thump. Oh well, head to the west and about 3 minutes later see one up top about 75 yds out. I cut to the left to put a tree between us, and sneak up to about 25 yds and get set. Squirrel is nowhere to be seen, but after about 5 minutes there it is--bang, flop.
Walk over and pick him up and put him on the stringer, then head on back towards the truck. Set up one more time and in about 5 minutes, there's one across the creek. It makes a mistake and gives me a shot--bang, flop. So, I gather it up and put it on the stringer and call it a morning.
But, the rest of the story is that I just had to help a buddy out with the overpopulation of crappie in his tank (that's a pond to you non-Texans). 20 minutes after I wet a line, I had this stringer, and the makings of a great supper. All in all a great day, even if I had to do leaves and clean the roof at home.
Walk over and pick him up and put him on the stringer, then head on back towards the truck. Set up one more time and in about 5 minutes, there's one across the creek. It makes a mistake and gives me a shot--bang, flop. So, I gather it up and put it on the stringer and call it a morning.
But, the rest of the story is that I just had to help a buddy out with the overpopulation of crappie in his tank (that's a pond to you non-Texans). 20 minutes after I wet a line, I had this stringer, and the makings of a great supper. All in all a great day, even if I had to do leaves and clean the roof at home.