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That's outstanding. I used to love that back in the Midwest. It was always the first season to open up and you could really hone your rifle skills on the little buggers. I loved eating them too.We have a growing, no make that exploding eastern Gray population around our house. It really irritates my wife as she has had to give up on Bird Feeders. I tried everything (except the electric whirlygigs) to keep them out but eventually they got to the food. And every time I'd shoot one, another would move in. It was just a constant cycle.
I grew up hunting those bushy-tails in Connecticut. My mom use to make them with polenta and spaghetti sauce ........ yummy.I remember when I first got married and went hunting with a couple of buddies and brought home my days catch of eight of those little buggers. I said to my wife; boy we're going to have some good eating. She said I'm not cooking those "tree rats" So I cooked them and she enjoyed the meal.Thanks for sharing.JC
I grew up hunting the bushytails. Miss it. Thanks for sharing, good stuff right there........
You got the wrong gun for squirrel hunting. You should have a scoped .22 in that picture but if you did you'd be hooked on squirrels. My last squirrel season was 1967 when uncle sam messed with my living locations. If I had to give up all types of hunting but one the one I'd take would be squirrels with a .22. Just something about sneaking along looking for a head or ear.
Found a great recipe for a white chili with chicken. Just swapped out the chicken with squirrel and it tasted awesome! Now hoping to try my hand at some Alabama whitetails here in a couple months.