Of all things, this is something I never would have thought would happen. This fell out of a hole in the rear leg of a squirrel but only after it had been cleaned, washed well under running water, then sat in the fridge for a couple days in salt water. Wife was getting ready to vacuum pack a bunch of chunks of squirrel meat and this fell out on the counter.
.32 caliber. If memory serves me well, this particular squirrel was rather close but in an awkward position in the fork of a tree, was looking at me, and was an off handed shot. It was early morning and still quite dark in the hardwoods. Aiming for the head or most forward part of the body. Sometimes things just happen.
Out of 33 squirrels this year with the same Crockett Rifle using the same loads, this was the first round ball recovered. All the others, most were from further distances, all were pass through shots. Even when multiple bones were struck.
.32 caliber. If memory serves me well, this particular squirrel was rather close but in an awkward position in the fork of a tree, was looking at me, and was an off handed shot. It was early morning and still quite dark in the hardwoods. Aiming for the head or most forward part of the body. Sometimes things just happen.
Out of 33 squirrels this year with the same Crockett Rifle using the same loads, this was the first round ball recovered. All the others, most were from further distances, all were pass through shots. Even when multiple bones were struck.
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