April 18, 2014. It was a less than stellar day.
The conditions were not right and the little vermin were holed up or already shot from weeks of bombardment. We went to find a few survivors and make them not survivors. Hunter was patient and saw several chizzlers that were too quick moving for him to get the crosshairs on. Finally, one cheeky varmint thought the range was too great and hesitated at about 65 yards in front of Hunter. Great mistake for Hunter and bad mistake for the chizzler. Hunter couldn't be prouder of any game shot. He did the deed with a .22L.R. at about 65 yards and the scope on 4X. GREAT SHOT LITTLE BUDDY!
Check out the smile on Hunter's face. Mack was showing the distance as if through binoculars. Dad is way pleased too. We all shot other varmints but this one was especially rewarding.
The family that hunts together stays together.