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Some funny, unexpected things can happen while you're out in the woods stalking bushy-tails. I'd like to hear your stories. If you would, please include the type of equipment, ammo, weather conditions, and any other information that might help younger hunters catch the squirrel craze. I look forward to reading about your longest shot, closest shot, the one that got away, etc.
I thought of squirrel story just now. It was two and a half years ago, in the middle of deer season. My brother and I were hunting on private land in southern Indiana. Dawn came and went, and the day dragged on until it got pretty late. All day long these little squirrels were dancing all around me, like they were teasing me. Finally, I had enough. When it was clear I wasn't going to get a look at a buck OR a doe, I turned on the little rascals. A big, fat, juicy fox squirrel was sitting up on a log about 15 yards out, almost like he was begging to be eaten for supper.
The muzzle of my .357 magnum lever rifle went up, and I drew a bead on his left ear. BANG! It took his head clean off, as he tumbled a few feet. That was the cleanest kill I ever had, and he fried up nice and crispy before going into the slow-cooker for a couple of hours -- not a single pellet of #6 shot in his hide!
I was using a Rossi 1892 replica, chambered in .357 magnum. If I remember right, the ammo I used was Remington full-house magnum soft points.
Last year deer season, I shot 6 opening morn with .30 carbine, they sure were tasty.............
I used to have a landowners trappers license in the 60's. I would trap, snare, and shoot squirrel from mid November til March. A good stretched hide brought $1.75 or so from the fur auction. On good days in November 15 to 30 squirrel a day were common. By Christmas I would be lucky to get 3 or 4 a day from the snares. By that time shooting squirrel was incidental to trapping weasel and the odd mink.