I have been working construction lots for the last three weeks and really don't have time to go hunting for vermin/chizzlers. A great old friend talked me into hunting with him on Thursday morning. I drove to Iron County at 8 a.m. and saw several little critters running near the side of the road as I drove north out of Enterprise, Utah. When I arrived at the designated irrigated circular of alfalfa my friend was already there. He had shot several chizzlers while waiting for me to arrive. We moved out near the center of the field and set up my pal's truly fine high rise trailer with two permanently attached "squirrel-o-matic" bases on top. Just as I climbed the ladder of chizzler doom to the trailer platform the wind started to blow. It was coming in pretty good by the time I got my rifles loaded and my binoculars on. It was a cold wind. I had to go get my emergency down filled vest to wear under my jacket from behind the seat of my pickup. My pal put on cloth gloves and we both were shivering as we shot at the "arctic" chizzlers.
Chizzlers were out and were hungry. The alfalfa current growth is really low to the ground so there is no cover for the varmints. We managed to bag dozens. We shot more or less constantly from our perch for about two and one half hours. I used a .22 LR heavy barrel and a .22-250 heavy barrel. My hunting partner was using a .22 LR and a .22 magnum. There were dead chizzler bodies all over the place. The crows, nature's undertakers, were circling for the buffet that was about to be served. My hands were sore from loading magazines. I was shaking with cold on my stand. Finally, the quantity of chizzlers was running a bit low for immediate area where we were. I decided to head for home and warmer climes at noon. I left my pal to harvest more vermin or move to another spot to take out additional little profit eaters.
Yes, the chizzlers were out some, but it was windy and really cold. I think I will wait for some warmer less breezy days to go again.
