So I guess this was about 20 years ago..., seems like yesterday...,
I've bought my new .54 flinter,
Trudy, and it's squirrel and rabbit season. So out I go for some squirrels with my buddy Steve. Steve had a tradgun that day, btw. We head to the public hunting lands, in a state park that's bordered on two sides by suburban neighborhoods...
So
WHAM Steve bags a bushy-tail. We move slowly on through the woods, and
WHAM, he gets another. Well, I've not shot this rifle except on the range to check the sights, and I'm getting anxious...,
So I tell Steve I've heard about Daniel Boone "barking" squirrels squirrels on tree branches, by shooting the branch just under the head/chest area where the squirrels are perched. This kills them and you go pick em' up. Steve's eyebrows both arch upwards..., a gesture that I've come to know means, "that sounds far fetched". So I try it...,
KBOOM, is shoot up at the branch just under the squirrel's head and he topples out of the tree. Dead, and not a mark on him. I proceed to do this two more times,
just to be sure the first hit wasn't a fluke or something..., HA...VINDICATION.
"Um Dave," Steven begins a question,
"I'm wondering where does that .530 round ball go, after you shoot it upwards, through that small branch, and where is it coming down?"
So that was the first and last times I "barked" any squirrels....
LD