I forget who it was that called me a meathunter like it was some kind of sewer crawling worm or something.
Anyway things have been a little slow and I couldn’t get to my usual squirrel hunting places because of late season snow. But I have been trying to make up for lost time by giving the crows what for.
This is straight pass shooting with no calling. It is not very many but it makes my mornings interesting.
The season ended yesterday. That is OK being as the striped bass are moving up the river to spawn.