|One of many burrows|
I tried to set up on the north end of a pivot irrigation field and was shooting more or less directly south. The wind was blowing from south to north so lateral deflection of rounds fired was minimized. The wind was not constant, nor was the origination direction exactly set. I still gave the old Chizzler try. I managed to get 120 - 150 of the little rascals transferred to the alfalfa field in the sky.
I had a good time although -- alone: Both of my sons are in their home towns working and being a husband and father to their respective families. Bounty Hunter 6 is working out of the area. Mr. Bob, the Master Reaper, is home again. LJ is in Mexico vacationing. JS is in Idaho doing his Idaho legal thing. The San Diego contingent of the chizzler reapers is back in Shamu Town. My young, padawan, apprentice JL is still in school for a few more days. I journeyed alone to the fields of alfalfa and chizzlers. The travel to and from the fields was extra quiet. I still had a great time hunting.