Well fellers, I didn’t think this was going to happen today. I ordered a new set of strings and cables for my crossbow last week. Got the call that they are in. So, this morning I headed out early for the two hour round trip to pick them up. I was at the dealer at 0700. Got my strings and headed back.
Arrived home at 0820 hours. I had no plans on squirrel hunting this morning. However, after looking down the hill in the woods behind my house, I was somewhat surprised to see tree tops swaying back and forth in several different directions. Well, like ole Pop Eye used to say “I’ve took all I can stands and I can’t stands no more”.
So, without further ado, I changed into my camo, grabbed ole Mr. Crockett (that was already loaded) and carried my skinny hind end down the hill. It was after 0900 hours by then.
I decided that I was going to focus on the main hickory tree again. Except this time I wanted to do it JimK style……sitting down. So, I slowly eased in, found a stump, parked next to it and waited.
Wasn’t very long until I noticed tree limbs moving above me. Waited for a very short while until a good shot presented itself. Number one for the day.
Thinking that I had most likely scarred everything away for a while, I went ahead and ran a couple of cleaning patches down the bore and reloaded. Looked up and I’ll be darn, at least 2 squirrels were still up there having breakfast. Cool!
Waited no more than 5 minutes and another squirrel that had grabbed a hickory nut came running down the tree a ways and stopped. Bad mistake for Mr. Squirrel. Number 2 just hit the ground.
Due to other squirrels still up there, I did not swab the bore. I reloaded as slowly and silently as I could. I no sooner got reloaded when 2 more squirrels came running down the tree chasing each other. When they stopped for a couple of seconds, that’s all it took. Number 3 hit the ground.
Quickly reloaded without swabbing and waited. It took about 10 minutes until another squirrel decided to take a break on a limb. That one was up higher and it was a little more difficult of a shot. I fired and that squirrel came running down the tree kind of weird like and when he got about halfway down, the strangest thing happened that I’ve ever seen. That squirrel, still being up at least 25 feet from the ground, took a long leap into the air. There wasn’t a tree or limb close by. So, I figured that was its death leap.
Waited for a few minutes then eased my way down there. No squirrel to be found. I thought “huh”. After I went and gathered up my other squirrels, I walked back over there to look again. Then something caught my eye downhill about 15 feet away. It was a squirrel not more than 8-10 feet off the ground right in front of me. I know he saw me so I was sure it was that squirrel that I most likely hit. Of all things, I had figured I was done for the day so I didn’t bother reloading. Oh man, time to reload as slow as possible with the least movements. I really had my doubts I could accomplish this before Mr. Squirrel took off again, but I got it done with the buttstock laying downhill and the muzzle on a severe angle. Put on a cap, took aim, fired, and……..missed!! How the heck could I miss that close?
By that time the squirrel went further up the small diameter tree but not very far and stopped. I reloaded again, took a better aim at what little I could see of the squirrel that was holding tight, and fired. The squirrel fell.
After I got up, walked over and picked up the squirrel, I was expecting it to have at least 2 holes in it. Well it did have two holes in it but one was entrance and one exit hole, no more. What the heck???
My thinking is, for whatever reason, the first shot must have hit very close to that squirrel and shocked it or something because I’m telling you there was only one kill shot. That shot was the last one for sure because all I could see of the squirrel, and aimed for, was exactly where the only hole was. Go figure?
At any rate, ole ETipp wound up with 4 squirrels this morning and I hadn’t even planned on going out.