imagine how much fun it would be if you actually came along with your rifle. you gotta do it, at least once before my dogs ( lol, and me) are too old to get it up. I've squirrel hunted, at least a little bit, for 40 years. how in the world it became so much fun is still beyond me, but I do have a ton of fun doing it. I especially love bringing people who appreciate dogs but have never seen a squirrel dog work. Hunting squirrels with dogs is the antithesis of hunting deer with a bow and arrow by every measure except the satisfaction that they both deliver in their respective ways. I wish more of you would make the time to come for a walk with us.
I'm glad some of you are ambitious enough to follow along, but I'm not as beneficent as it may appear. I do this for my own amusement as much as yours, and enjoy going back and reading through the entire season once it's done. reliving the moments from seasons past.
heavy snow showers, 14* and falling, wind chill factor already at 0. we're going to go on short hunt in a woods loaded with fox squirrels that has not been touched since last January. More symbolic, probably, than anything else. I don't have high hopes, but we'll give it one more go. when we've had enough, I have two fresh squirrels from Saturday that have been in sous vide bath since yesterday at 5. 24 hours, then they become Squirrel Dianne with rosemary rice.
things change as we get older, perception being one of them, and as we all know, everything is a matter of perception. I'm not quite ready to end my struggle. not yet, anyway.
Hell of a climb Jamie!
