Yesterday I went out for a few hours of hunting and went straight to the top of the mountain. I had it in my mind that if I got 3 more I would call it a season. It’s been very dry this fall and a lot of leaves have fallen. It makes it very hard to stalk to within range. On top of that, after last years slaughter of 100 squirrels I was starting to feel like many more would be just greedy. I had already made this season my 3rd best, so I thought 30 would round it out.
As I got to the top, two were barking. I got them both within a minute. After retrieving them I waited around a bit. Usually when there is one or two there are always more. I started off the hill after a half hour and sure enough the third one started barking. I got close to where I heard it and it stuck its head around a tree not even 15 feet in front of me. I blew it’s head off and that made 30.
I am calling it a season at 30. Time to clean the 16 gauges and put them up for the year. This year was still a huge year. Last year was special for sure at 100 killed but 30 is still a yuge year. There has been many years when 15 would have been a helluva season.