fort fireman
45 Cal.
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- Jul 6, 2008
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Last friday I woke up alittle before 7 am. I had an afternoon of plans but my morning was wide open. I had origanally planned on sleeping in alittle bit but quickly changed my mind. I decided to go squirrel hunting instead. My wife just kinda laughed at me as I was headin out the door. I got to the woods and the breeze kinda picked up and I thought that I may not have much luck. I found a nice place to set for awhile but didn't see anything. As the morning moved on the breeze started to die off but It started to sprinkle alittle. Thats when it got fun. It was like a flood gate opened and theree were squirrels all over. I had my 45 cal pedersoli longrifle flinter that I built over the winter. This was only the second hunt I have taken it on. Long sttory short I shot at 3 squirrels and got 2 of them. It may not be a big deal to some out there but to me its huge. I can't describe the pride and self satisfaction I got when I made meat with a gun that i built.(It was a kit I just basically finished it).I ended up getting home alittle after lunch time and had those squirrels for supper that night. I still haven't learned the art of cooking squirrel yet. They were good but not like my mama made, but thats another story.