Guys, this is somewhat of an addendum to my other thread on here "Finished my early squirrel season with a very unique hunt".
I wanted to share this with you all in case you ever experiencing such very unique situation while out squirrel hunting. As with the situation in my first thread, if you all ever notice this rare situation, you will know that it is definitely different. No, I cannot tell you what it means, but I can promise you that it is short lived and very intense. The two situations are similar in some ways but different in some aspects. They also happened at different times of the year with the first one being my May. In all my years I have never seen either one of those happen. Both were accidently discovered.
Oaky, here we go. A little long but worth the read for any hard core squirrel hunter.
Two days ago I went down to my stand site at **0523 AM** Eastern time to check my trail cam. Even though it was full moon, the moon had went down for the most part. So here in the KY mountains it was darker than a stack of black cats. As I slowly approached the site, complete with a headlight LED on my head, I heard the very distinct sound of a squirrel whining/crying. The type of sound they make when in dispute of territory or fighting. I said to myself "no way in hell". I know I had a rough night by but dang, thinking I was hearing something that wasn't really there, I froze on the spot and turned off my headlight. Then sure enough, it happened again. Right above my head in a tall hickory. There was no doubt about it, it was a squirrel letting out that fighting/disputing sound. Thinking this couldn't be happening, I looked at my watch to note the time. My first thought was, it must be one of those crazy flying squirrels because in all my studies on squirrels, very little substantiates gray squirrels come out at night. Either way, this ole boy knew that it was some sort of squirrel. But while it was darker than dark before daylight? As I stood there in place, that whining/crying sound continued. There was no doubt what it was. Well, I checked my trail cam and walked back up the steep hillside to the house. I got some breakfast and went back down there for opening of bow season morning despite the fact that there was no evidence of any deer coming through. Got up in my ladder stand before daylight and once again, that whining/crying sound of squirrels. This time there was more than just the one above me.
So as is sat there watching the sun rise and woods come alive, birds chirping, there was more than the usual squirrels jumping here and there. Now mind you this was down the hill from my house. I know about how much squirrel activity is the norm down there. And what I was seeing and hearing was way out of the normal. There were many squirrels everywhere. Most appeared to be smaller, younger squirrels.
In my other thread I described hearing a distinct "Toook, toock" sound. This time there was none of that whatsoever. It was simply that whining/crying sound from all over the trees on the hillside. Squirrels jumping from tree to tree, running and chasing each other all over the place, but mostly up in the tree tops. It was crazy. As they ran all over, up and down, hickory nuts was falling big time. I sat there in my stand for several hours thinking, "man, there's a lot of hungry squirrels this year down here". I've never seen so many squirrels down there before.
So at 10;00 and with no deer in sight I climbed down and went back to the house. As I sat there telling my wife about it, we looked out the windows and still, there was squirrels jumping all over the place, tree to tree. And it was after 12:00 noon. With no sign of deer I told my wife that I will be down there in the morning with my Crockett squirrel rifle and that I was going to clean up on squirrels.
So, true to my words I was down there before daylight yesterday morning. Daylight came with some squirrel activity but nothing like the day before. I managed to finally get a grand total of one squirrel. I was perplexed by this. That somewhat solidified my thinking. Yesterday was some sort of special day for squirrels but I was still not satisfied. My thinking was, after they were out all day long going crazy that they must have just eaten enough hickory nuts to satisfy them for a couple of days. Surely the next morning they would be out in force once again and I would be back down there waiting for them.
This morning I was down there again before daylight waiting. But it was a normal morning in squirrel world. A few here and there, but no whining/crying. No chasing each other all over the dang woods. Just a few squirrels up in the the tops of the very tall hickories cutting on hickory nuts. That made it clear, what I experienced a couple day prior was anything but normal.
I was down there for two hours before I finally got a shot at one, and I missed. Racking franken, blanking de blank. Took two more shots before I finally got one. Then I got two more. But boy howdy, let me tell you that this time of year when the squirrels are way up in the the tops of those leafed out hickories, its a game of patience. Mind you that in terms of patience, I could never make a pimple on Jobs behind, and this morning was one of those times. Goodness, I was down there over 4 hours and only got 3 squirrels. Due to the thick canopy there was no other choice but to get to a tree that was close to whichever tree the squirrels was up in the tops of. Looking almost straight up, I became very dizzy a few times. I reckon it was due to the blood flow to my head being restricted. And let me tell ya, for all that have never tried to shoot a squirrel that's darn near straight up in a tall tree with anything other than a scatter gun, it is no easy task. Even with a rest off of another tree, it is as tough of shooting I have ever done in my life. A .32 caliber squirrel rifle puts new meaning to the term "aim small, miss small". And for such a small target so far up in the tree tops, it has to be right on the money or its a miss.
Let it be known that I have never claimed to be the best shot in the world, but when I say this is tough, I mean exactly that. I was at a whole whopping 50% hit rate this morning due to the situation.
My last shot of the morning I was standing next to a very tall chestnut oak where I had been observing a couple of squirrels for well over an hour. But they were just too far up and and what few times I did get a good look at them, they didn't remain there for more than a few seconds before moving again. Finally, after looking around down and around at other trees, and waiting for a better shot, I looked back up and noticed a dark spot up in the leaves right at the top of that dang tall hickory. It wasn't moving and I wasn't 100% sure it was a squirrel, but it had to have been one. I took a good aim almost straight up again and where I had a good rest off of that ole chestnut oak. After a few seconds of studying this scenario I said to myself "I can make this one happen, whatever it is up there". Squeezed the trigger and down came a squirrel. Boys, if that one wasn't every bit of 30 + yards then I'm not setting here. It was dang near vertical and to make the shot I had one leg somewhat wrapped around the tree about 3 feet in front of the other one. Didn't even realize that until after the shot.
I slowly and quietly reloaded and waited for a while but no more squirrels to be seen or heard. There was more up there but I had enough for one morning. So I slowly walked over and picked up that last squirrel. Out of shear luck I got him in the upper neck but there was no exit hole. It was only two out of 42 squirrels with the Crockett squirrel rifle that the ball did not exit. Thinking for sure that the ball was in the skull and after searching for it later on while cleaning my mess of squirrels, the ball was never recovered. I am now pretty sure it was in the neck but I had already discarded it.
Now then, with all the above stated, the questions remains. Still trying to put all of this together.
What was going on with the squirrels that first morning that they were out at 0523 AM?
What were they doing chasing each other so aggressively and why was there so many out down there that morning to never return?
Best I could tell, they were pretty much smaller squirrels but after today, I'm not so sure. Considering they all were so far up in the tops of those tall hickory trees, they most likely just appeared to be young squirrels.
Where did they come from and where were did they go the following two days?
Conventional wisdom tells me that it was another mating time. But the last time on the last day of spring squirrel season where they were going crazy like that they were making a "Took, took" sound. This time there was not the first one during the several hours I sat and observed them that made such sound. This time it was definitely one of their whining/crying, ticked off, territory, fighting sound.
Whatever it was that made the squirrels go bat chit crazy that day, it has not been repeated in the following two days. And just as I have stated in my previous thread "Finished my early squirrels season with a unique hunt", this appears to be a one day deal where if any of you every experience or hear such, its game on fellas. So just a heads up.
One other thing I have learned during my time with my Crockett squirrel rifle chasing squirrels so far this year. That would be that whenever they are way up in the tops of the trees cutting on whatever, its almost best to just wait for a while until they are about done eating. Then they often will descend the tree or just jump to other trees where better shots are presented. With scatter guns that is not the case. Its much easier to blast them out of the tops of the trees while they are moving around.
Indeed. When squirrel hunting with a solid projectile rifle it is a game of patients and marksmanship.
And of course, the search goes on in trying to put all of this together.View attachment 250480View attachment 250480View attachment 250482View attachment 250482
I wanted to share this with you all in case you ever experiencing such very unique situation while out squirrel hunting. As with the situation in my first thread, if you all ever notice this rare situation, you will know that it is definitely different. No, I cannot tell you what it means, but I can promise you that it is short lived and very intense. The two situations are similar in some ways but different in some aspects. They also happened at different times of the year with the first one being my May. In all my years I have never seen either one of those happen. Both were accidently discovered.
Oaky, here we go. A little long but worth the read for any hard core squirrel hunter.
Two days ago I went down to my stand site at **0523 AM** Eastern time to check my trail cam. Even though it was full moon, the moon had went down for the most part. So here in the KY mountains it was darker than a stack of black cats. As I slowly approached the site, complete with a headlight LED on my head, I heard the very distinct sound of a squirrel whining/crying. The type of sound they make when in dispute of territory or fighting. I said to myself "no way in hell". I know I had a rough night by but dang, thinking I was hearing something that wasn't really there, I froze on the spot and turned off my headlight. Then sure enough, it happened again. Right above my head in a tall hickory. There was no doubt about it, it was a squirrel letting out that fighting/disputing sound. Thinking this couldn't be happening, I looked at my watch to note the time. My first thought was, it must be one of those crazy flying squirrels because in all my studies on squirrels, very little substantiates gray squirrels come out at night. Either way, this ole boy knew that it was some sort of squirrel. But while it was darker than dark before daylight? As I stood there in place, that whining/crying sound continued. There was no doubt what it was. Well, I checked my trail cam and walked back up the steep hillside to the house. I got some breakfast and went back down there for opening of bow season morning despite the fact that there was no evidence of any deer coming through. Got up in my ladder stand before daylight and once again, that whining/crying sound of squirrels. This time there was more than just the one above me.
So as is sat there watching the sun rise and woods come alive, birds chirping, there was more than the usual squirrels jumping here and there. Now mind you this was down the hill from my house. I know about how much squirrel activity is the norm down there. And what I was seeing and hearing was way out of the normal. There were many squirrels everywhere. Most appeared to be smaller, younger squirrels.
In my other thread I described hearing a distinct "Toook, toock" sound. This time there was none of that whatsoever. It was simply that whining/crying sound from all over the trees on the hillside. Squirrels jumping from tree to tree, running and chasing each other all over the place, but mostly up in the tree tops. It was crazy. As they ran all over, up and down, hickory nuts was falling big time. I sat there in my stand for several hours thinking, "man, there's a lot of hungry squirrels this year down here". I've never seen so many squirrels down there before.
So at 10;00 and with no deer in sight I climbed down and went back to the house. As I sat there telling my wife about it, we looked out the windows and still, there was squirrels jumping all over the place, tree to tree. And it was after 12:00 noon. With no sign of deer I told my wife that I will be down there in the morning with my Crockett squirrel rifle and that I was going to clean up on squirrels.
So, true to my words I was down there before daylight yesterday morning. Daylight came with some squirrel activity but nothing like the day before. I managed to finally get a grand total of one squirrel. I was perplexed by this. That somewhat solidified my thinking. Yesterday was some sort of special day for squirrels but I was still not satisfied. My thinking was, after they were out all day long going crazy that they must have just eaten enough hickory nuts to satisfy them for a couple of days. Surely the next morning they would be out in force once again and I would be back down there waiting for them.
This morning I was down there again before daylight waiting. But it was a normal morning in squirrel world. A few here and there, but no whining/crying. No chasing each other all over the dang woods. Just a few squirrels up in the the tops of the very tall hickories cutting on hickory nuts. That made it clear, what I experienced a couple day prior was anything but normal.
I was down there for two hours before I finally got a shot at one, and I missed. Racking franken, blanking de blank. Took two more shots before I finally got one. Then I got two more. But boy howdy, let me tell you that this time of year when the squirrels are way up in the the tops of those leafed out hickories, its a game of patience. Mind you that in terms of patience, I could never make a pimple on Jobs behind, and this morning was one of those times. Goodness, I was down there over 4 hours and only got 3 squirrels. Due to the thick canopy there was no other choice but to get to a tree that was close to whichever tree the squirrels was up in the tops of. Looking almost straight up, I became very dizzy a few times. I reckon it was due to the blood flow to my head being restricted. And let me tell ya, for all that have never tried to shoot a squirrel that's darn near straight up in a tall tree with anything other than a scatter gun, it is no easy task. Even with a rest off of another tree, it is as tough of shooting I have ever done in my life. A .32 caliber squirrel rifle puts new meaning to the term "aim small, miss small". And for such a small target so far up in the tree tops, it has to be right on the money or its a miss.
Let it be known that I have never claimed to be the best shot in the world, but when I say this is tough, I mean exactly that. I was at a whole whopping 50% hit rate this morning due to the situation.
My last shot of the morning I was standing next to a very tall chestnut oak where I had been observing a couple of squirrels for well over an hour. But they were just too far up and and what few times I did get a good look at them, they didn't remain there for more than a few seconds before moving again. Finally, after looking around down and around at other trees, and waiting for a better shot, I looked back up and noticed a dark spot up in the leaves right at the top of that dang tall hickory. It wasn't moving and I wasn't 100% sure it was a squirrel, but it had to have been one. I took a good aim almost straight up again and where I had a good rest off of that ole chestnut oak. After a few seconds of studying this scenario I said to myself "I can make this one happen, whatever it is up there". Squeezed the trigger and down came a squirrel. Boys, if that one wasn't every bit of 30 + yards then I'm not setting here. It was dang near vertical and to make the shot I had one leg somewhat wrapped around the tree about 3 feet in front of the other one. Didn't even realize that until after the shot.
I slowly and quietly reloaded and waited for a while but no more squirrels to be seen or heard. There was more up there but I had enough for one morning. So I slowly walked over and picked up that last squirrel. Out of shear luck I got him in the upper neck but there was no exit hole. It was only two out of 42 squirrels with the Crockett squirrel rifle that the ball did not exit. Thinking for sure that the ball was in the skull and after searching for it later on while cleaning my mess of squirrels, the ball was never recovered. I am now pretty sure it was in the neck but I had already discarded it.
Now then, with all the above stated, the questions remains. Still trying to put all of this together.
What was going on with the squirrels that first morning that they were out at 0523 AM?
What were they doing chasing each other so aggressively and why was there so many out down there that morning to never return?
Best I could tell, they were pretty much smaller squirrels but after today, I'm not so sure. Considering they all were so far up in the tops of those tall hickory trees, they most likely just appeared to be young squirrels.
Where did they come from and where were did they go the following two days?
Conventional wisdom tells me that it was another mating time. But the last time on the last day of spring squirrel season where they were going crazy like that they were making a "Took, took" sound. This time there was not the first one during the several hours I sat and observed them that made such sound. This time it was definitely one of their whining/crying, ticked off, territory, fighting sound.
Whatever it was that made the squirrels go bat chit crazy that day, it has not been repeated in the following two days. And just as I have stated in my previous thread "Finished my early squirrels season with a unique hunt", this appears to be a one day deal where if any of you every experience or hear such, its game on fellas. So just a heads up.
One other thing I have learned during my time with my Crockett squirrel rifle chasing squirrels so far this year. That would be that whenever they are way up in the tops of the trees cutting on whatever, its almost best to just wait for a while until they are about done eating. Then they often will descend the tree or just jump to other trees where better shots are presented. With scatter guns that is not the case. Its much easier to blast them out of the tops of the trees while they are moving around.
Indeed. When squirrel hunting with a solid projectile rifle it is a game of patients and marksmanship.
And of course, the search goes on in trying to put all of this together.View attachment 250480View attachment 250480View attachment 250482View attachment 250482
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