Nice shooting Gerard. Those head on shots are great when you can get them. DRT most of the time.
Quote from: beachgunner on October 20, 2016, 10:06:44 AMNice shooting Gerard. Those head on shots are great when you can get them. DRT most of the time.Well, you knew this was coming, but when I get a head-on shot, and they're just standing up looking at me, I give it to them right in the center of the chest, and they just crumple: Gerard, you said you couldn't find an entry wound. Is it possible you cracked his skull into the brain, but the pellet ricocheted? Or maybe in the mouth and out the back of the head?
Jeremy,Yes, I saw that video. Devastating and if they stand up like that, a heart/lung is tough to pass up. As for disappearing pellets and no exit/entry or blood, I've had some of those. Very mysterious.
Gerard, you said you couldn't find an entry wound. Is it possible you cracked his skull into the brain, but the pellet ricocheted? Or maybe in the mouth and out the back of the head?
This one just showed up on a branch about 3 metres off the kitchen porch, nut nibbling contentedly while facing 3/4 away from me and about 20 degrees up. So I popped his noggin just below the ear and behind the jaw, dropping him cleanly. About 2cm holdover at such close range with the Atomic and 33mm scope centre. The QB is up at 44mm being on higher mounts, so closer range like this would mean even more holdover, especially with the flatter trajectory on that more powerful rifle. At 3 metres I'd have to go to exactly 3cm up, well over his head.
Huh, I'd never heard of Okanogan City before now. I'm on the West Coast these days, but I spent a chunk of my childhood in the middle of Okanagan Lake, Kelowna, quite a bit North of you.
Huh, I'd never heard of Okanogan City before now. I'm on the West Coast these days, but I spent a chunk of my childhood in the middle of Okanagan Lake, Kelowna, quite a bit North of you. No squirrels there at all, but that was from 1970 to 1978. I'm sure they're established by now. Once greys are introduced they spread like wildfire, same as rats of the less pretty sorts. Not too surprising they've reached you. Apparently some idiot introduced them in Southern California as well. Especially odd considering the Californian reliance in nut crops... dang, people sure can be stupid.Anyway, they make for a good hunting challenge. Sport for you and if you fish the tails are apparently brilliant for fly tying. And if you eat meat they're supposed to be pretty good stewed. I've been vegetarian since 1979 so not really my thing. I see them more as food source competition then a food source in themselves.
I was walking through the den this afternoon and looked out the back door and saw a grey in the yard. I knew I had at least an hour before anyone would be home. Grabbed the 95 and opened the tin of JSB 18.13's and popped one in the chamber. Opened the door, opened the storm door and propped it to stay open and I found it again in the yard. A juvie. Took aim, shot, missed. I reloaded and it had run to and up a tree enough that I had no shot, however, another juvie was on the ground in front of the tree. Perfect backstop. Aimed, shot, the squirrel went still, then started thrashing about. Several seconds of thrashing eventually put it on the other side of the tree from me and I could no longer see it. The juvie in the tree was looking down at the one on the ground. I figured I'd grab my phone and head back there to see the results.All shooting is done from in the house, so I had to walk back to the bedroom to get my phone. I get back to the door and there's an adult grey in the yard. Load, aim, miss. I'm just not steady enough and I don't get to shoot enough that I get the yips or something. He runs for another huge pecan in the yard and goes up just about 8" from the ground and presents an awesome profile. I aim, shoot, hit. He scrambles up the tree but I can tell he's moving awkward and slow for a scared squirrel. He climbs out of my sight line but a second later he drops to the crotch of the tree, then bounces to the ground. Two in about 5 minutes. I check my watch and know I've got a little time left so I put some shoes on, grab my phone again and pop a pellet in the gun just in case either isn't finished. As soon as I step out of the door, my daughter is getting out of her car. Home early from school. Uh oh. We chat a bit on the back landing under the car port and I head into the yard w/the gun and just sight through it never shooting it. She goes inside. I head over to juvie behind tree and ... no squirrel. The neighbor's dogs are there too and they're move interested in me than any dead squirrel that might be around. The overgrowth is kind of heavy, so I look everywhere I can w/o getting into the brush, but no squirrel. Head over to the other one. Nowhere to be seen. The overgrowth at this part of the yard is even heavier. I look, poke around best I can, but nothing. So, I know I shot 2 today but don't have a clue where they ended up. I'm disappointed in that but on the other hand, when I took my first shot there were 5 in the back yard and even walking around w/the gun in my hand there some up in trees barking at me. So many squirrels, so many squirrels.