
Late-Season Squirrel Hunting
The time following gun season is no doubt one of the best times to hunt squirrels. In my opinion, late-season squirrel hunting is actually easier than pursuing them in early-season.
The time following gun season is no doubt one of the best times to hunt squirrels. In my opinion, late-season squirrel hunting is actually easier than pursuing them in early-season.
Thoughts flew through my head. Visions of past mishaps returned and bow shooting techniques pummeled my brain. But with the buck completely unaware of my presence, and my eyes focusing on a singular point behind the buck’s shoulder, I distinctly remember that the emerging thought was this: “This is it. I got you.”
Although it may seem a waste of time, experimenting with different brands or kinds of ammo can change that gun that earlier was shooting two-inch groups to a tack-driver.
Brain shots definitely do have their advantages — if you do place the shot in the brain, it will immediately kill the squirrel, and it does not tear up the meat. But, in my opinion, harvesting a squirrel immediately most of the time does not outweigh the benefits of harvesting a squirrel quickly all of the time.
Because I understood that a turkey’s eyesight was exceptional, I was aware that movement should be kept to a minimum to avoid spooking the birds. However, what I didn’t understand was that there comes to a time when a hunter must run the risk of spooking the birds to get a shot.
After a second or two more of looking, I picked up on the “brain” pattern of the morel. Then another one. And then another one. All of the sudden, it seemed as if there were morels everywhere.
As I threw a glance over at the does, a pulse of new life shot through my body. A mature 10 point had just walked into the draw, his dogged approach upon the very trail that led right in front of my tree.
My mind reeled. Now, I was faced with a different situation than what I had anticipated; and there were far more variables in this one. I had to think fast, or risk losing the gobbler.
Lifting the call up to my mouth and turning to the side, I grunted two short communication grunts and waited. The buck stopped. My anticipation was at the climax. I knew that this was the pivotal point of the entire hunt – and perhaps my entire season.