What a great morning!

Got to thinking last evening, and realized I hadn't had the old '97 out for awhile. Gundude and I would get the old beaters out at least once for squirrels...and I hadn't done that yet this year.

So I looked at the weather forecast for Tuesday morning,,and it called for rain. DANG!! So with a little hesitation, I was reconsidering the trip...UNTIL I was called a "wimp" by someone who shall remain anonymous (bean).....

So, I got to the woods only to hear dead silence, except for an occasional bluejay squawking his head off.



I finally spotted a small gray squirrel, who missed his next branch, and fell approximately 30 foot to the forest floor and took off running as if nothing had happened. Got a good laugh out of that one.

I walked for a ways, and crossed a log where I met this fellow, and I sat down to watch him.



I bet he didn't move for 20 minutes, until I tapped his nose. He pulled everything inside his shell for a few minutes, until I started talking to him. He realized I wasn't gonna hurt him, and he resumed his posture.

Yeah,,,I got my azz wet...but it was a beautiful morning.

sounds like a great one

Thanks for sharing weed, Some of the greatest hunts we never bring home the meat (so to speak) just great memories !!!!

Enjoy them while we can, weed!

Sometimes the best time is just spent watching!