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Post by HighCotton on Oct 19, 2014 6:46:09 GMT -5
Ok, all you creative minds...dream up your most amazing renditions of how this squirrel hunt might have played out. We'll see how close you come to the real story. I can't count this to my favor on the squirrel contest because my buddy actually harvested the squirrel.  |
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Post by saltydog on Oct 19, 2014 8:14:17 GMT -5
Ok Ill give it a shot..... You and your buddy are deer hunting, he's in his tree stand and you in yours. The squirrel comes meandering along gets to close, your buddy grabs an arrow from the quiver and whacks the squirrel..... anyhow this is going to be good......
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Post by steve46511 on Oct 19, 2014 10:10:01 GMT -5
I changed my mind. LOL I am going to go with your buddy shot a DEER and the arrow went THROUGH and stabbed said squirrel. I don't win much on lotto either but long odds don't scare me much.  I have a "gut" feeling it's something that has REAL high odds against it happening again.....or maybe has not ever happened that we know of? Good stuff! God Bless Steve |
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Post by Genesis 27:3 on Oct 19, 2014 14:58:44 GMT -5
Mr. Squacker crawls up your buddies tree. Your buddy is wearing camo and is be motionless as a yard ornament and Mr. Squacker never sees him. Your buddy reaches out faster than grease lightning and takes Mr. Squackers life a la Jason Bourne....
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2014 15:03:21 GMT -5
Gentlemen, this squirrel died of natural causes.
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Post by squirrelhunter on Oct 19, 2014 15:04:36 GMT -5
I lost my creativity about 35 years ago  . |
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Post by michaeladkins on Oct 19, 2014 15:57:14 GMT -5
I'm going with your buddy stabbed it with an arrow or knife as it climbed up his tree.
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Post by esshup on Oct 19, 2014 23:22:31 GMT -5
"natural causes". Hmmmmm.......... Hawk nabbed squirrel. Landed in close proximity to hunter. Hunter moved, hawk said "Oh Sh.." and left in a hurry, leaving the squirrel behind. (or some other predator, same scenario).
I once had a Least Weasel land in a #1 longspring. He had a mouse in it's mouth that was almost as big as it was.
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Post by dbd870 on Oct 20, 2014 6:23:47 GMT -5
Meh, natural causes........let's stay with the deer hunting theme. He was out deer hunting, took a shot on a 170 class buck the arrow ricocheted off the back of the deer and hit the squirrel.
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Post by parson on Oct 20, 2014 10:57:24 GMT -5
The squirrel was doing an outstanding, albeit foolish, buck imitation.
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Post by Woody Williams on Oct 20, 2014 11:27:56 GMT -5
The squirrel is a well know member of the Chip and Dale gang. His nickname is "Nutso". He made the mistake of barking at a female member of the Limb Chicken Gang. The male members of said gang didn't like it and did a drive by shooting. Nutso just fell out of the tree and into HCG's buddy's lap as he was dozing sitting at the bottom of an oak tree after a big breakfast at Denny's. "Wow!", he said." Thank you Lord for my dinner".
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Post by lawrencecountyhunter on Oct 20, 2014 12:14:23 GMT -5
HCG was hunting with his good friends at Trophy Bushytails, LLC. in south Texas. Trophy Bushytails is a privately owned and operated ranch, intensely managed for superior genetics and age class in their gray squirrel herds. The animals are completely free range and self-sufficient within their 5 acre enclosure, with a boar to sow ratio strictly maintained at 50:50. This ensures an exciting and intense rut hunt, with multiple shooter boars sighted daily. Trophy Bushytails requires that all hunters adhere to a strict minimum 2 year old harvest in order to ensure an abundance of mature squirrel at their facility.
HCG was wielding his Ruger 10-22 Takedown on this hunt, topped with a Bushnell scope, and loaded with CCI Mini-Mags. On the first morning, HCG passed a couple young, but promising looking boars before Mr. Freak Nasty himself showed up. One look at this squirrel, and HCG knew this was a mature, dominant boar, the Big Mac-Daddy of the Bushytail Ranch. While his professional guide took distance and wind readings, HCG silently slid a Mini-Mag into his chamber, adjusted his scope turrets for the proper windage and elevation holdover, clicked off his safety, and squeezed the trigger. The Mini-Mag completely devastated the acorn cuttin' critter's pump station, and the old swamp donkey bolted back 40 yards into the woods. Although HCG thought he heard a distinctive crash, followed by a spine shivering death moan, he and his guide decided to back a out and wait for the next morning, in order to prevent possibly bumping him or risking a charge in case he wan't fully expired yet.
After a sleepless night, HCG went back to the scene of the shot and quickly located the blood trail. Sure enough, after about 40 yards, they found the old limbsnapper right where they had heard the crash. After the customary photo and interview (this hunt is to be featured on an upcoming episode of "Squirrelman: The Series"), HCG's guide proceeded to clean and skin the monster boar for a full body mount, which will be displayed prominently on HCG's dining room table.
Special thanks to HCG's fine sponsors: Ruger, CCI, Bushnell, Wal-Mart Camouflage, and Mountain Dew.
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Post by Woody Williams on Oct 20, 2014 13:18:37 GMT -5
HCG was hunting with his good friends at Trophy Bushytails, LLC. in south Texas. Trophy Bushytails is a privately owned and operated ranch, intensely managed for superior genetics and age class in their gray squirrel herds. The animals are completely free range and self-sufficient within their 5 acre enclosure, with a boar to sow ratio strictly maintained at 50:50. This ensures an exciting and intense rut hunt, with multiple shooter boars sighted daily. Trophy Bushytails requires that all hunters adhere to a strict minimum 2 year old harvest in order to ensure an abundance of mature squirrel at their facility. HCG was wielding his Ruger 10-22 Takedown on this hunt, topped with a Bushnell scope, and loaded with CCI Mini-Mags. On the first morning, HCG passed a couple young, but promising looking boars before Mr. Freak Nasty himself showed up. One look at this squirrel, and HCG knew this was a mature, dominant boar, the Big Mac-Daddy of the Bushytail Ranch. While his professional guide took distance and wind readings, HCG silently slid a Mini-Mag into his chamber, adjusted his scope turrets for the proper windage and elevation holdover, clicked off his safety, and squeezed the trigger. The Mini-Mag completely devastated the acorn cuttin' critter's pump station, and the old swamp donkey bolted back 40 yards into the woods. Although HCG thought he heard a distinctive crash, followed by a spine shivering death moan, he and his guide decided to back a out and wait for the next morning, in order to prevent possibly bumping him or risking a charge in case he wan't fully expired yet. After a sleepless night, HCG went back to the scene of the shot and quickly located the blood trail. Sure enough, after about 40 yards, they found the old limbsnapper right where they had heard the crash. After the customary photo and interview (this hunt is to be featured on an upcoming episode of "Squirrelman: The Series"), HCG's guide proceeded to clean and skin the monster boar for a full body mount, which will be displayed prominently on HCG's dining room table. Special thanks to HCG's fine sponsors: Ruger, CCI, Bushnell, Wal-Mart Camouflage, and Mountain Dew. You win!!! |
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Post by jdaily on Oct 20, 2014 17:34:03 GMT -5
HCG was hunting with his good friends at Trophy Bushytails, LLC. in south Texas. Trophy Bushytails is a privately owned and operated ranch, intensely managed for superior genetics and age class in their gray squirrel herds. The animals are completely free range and self-sufficient within their 5 acre enclosure, with a boar to sow ratio strictly maintained at 50:50. This ensures an exciting and intense rut hunt, with multiple shooter boars sighted daily. Trophy Bushytails requires that all hunters adhere to a strict minimum 2 year old harvest in order to ensure an abundance of mature squirrel at their facility. HCG was wielding his Ruger 10-22 Takedown on this hunt, topped with a Bushnell scope, and loaded with CCI Mini-Mags. On the first morning, HCG passed a couple young, but promising looking boars before Mr. Freak Nasty himself showed up. One look at this squirrel, and HCG knew this was a mature, dominant boar, the Big Mac-Daddy of the Bushytail Ranch. While his professional guide took distance and wind readings, HCG silently slid a Mini-Mag into his chamber, adjusted his scope turrets for the proper windage and elevation holdover, clicked off his safety, and squeezed the trigger. The Mini-Mag completely devastated the acorn cuttin' critter's pump station, and the old swamp donkey bolted back 40 yards into the woods. Although HCG thought he heard a distinctive crash, followed by a spine shivering death moan, he and his guide decided to back a out and wait for the next morning, in order to prevent possibly bumping him or risking a charge in case he wan't fully expired yet. After a sleepless night, HCG went back to the scene of the shot and quickly located the blood trail. Sure enough, after about 40 yards, they found the old limbsnapper right where they had heard the crash. After the customary photo and interview (this hunt is to be featured on an upcoming episode of "Squirrelman: The Series"), HCG's guide proceeded to clean and skin the monster boar for a full body mount, which will be displayed prominently on HCG's dining room table. Special thanks to HCG's fine sponsors: Ruger, CCI, Bushnell, Wal-Mart Camouflage, and Mountain Dew. Damn! That's exactly what I was gonna say. |
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Post by HighCotton on Oct 20, 2014 17:45:49 GMT -5
HCG was hunting with his good friends at Trophy Bushytails, LLC. in south Texas. Trophy Bushytails is a privately owned and operated ranch, intensely managed for superior genetics and age class in their gray squirrel herds. The animals are completely free range and self-sufficient within their 5 acre enclosure, with a boar to sow ratio strictly maintained at 50:50. This ensures an exciting and intense rut hunt, with multiple shooter boars sighted daily. Trophy Bushytails requires that all hunters adhere to a strict minimum 2 year old harvest in order to ensure an abundance of mature squirrel at their facility. HCG was wielding his Ruger 10-22 Takedown on this hunt, topped with a Bushnell scope, and loaded with CCI Mini-Mags. On the first morning, HCG passed a couple young, but promising looking boars before Mr. Freak Nasty himself showed up. One look at this squirrel, and HCG knew this was a mature, dominant boar, the Big Mac-Daddy of the Bushytail Ranch. While his professional guide took distance and wind readings, HCG silently slid a Mini-Mag into his chamber, adjusted his scope turrets for the proper windage and elevation holdover, clicked off his safety, and squeezed the trigger. The Mini-Mag completely devastated the acorn cuttin' critter's pump station, and the old swamp donkey bolted back 40 yards into the woods. Although HCG thought he heard a distinctive crash, followed by a spine shivering death moan, he and his guide decided to back a out and wait for the next morning, in order to prevent possibly bumping him or risking a charge in case he wan't fully expired yet. After a sleepless night, HCG went back to the scene of the shot and quickly located the blood trail. Sure enough, after about 40 yards, they found the old limbsnapper right where they had heard the crash. After the customary photo and interview (this hunt is to be featured on an upcoming episode of "Squirrelman: The Series"), HCG's guide proceeded to clean and skin the monster boar for a full body mount, which will be displayed prominently on HCG's dining room table. Special thanks to HCG's fine sponsors: Ruger, CCI, Bushnell, Wal-Mart Camouflage, and Mountain Dew. Holy Moly LCH!!! That's awesome! It's so good that I really hate to come with the story. Be abit later as I'm wrapping up a messy job right now! |
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Post by saltydog on Oct 20, 2014 19:32:25 GMT -5
Oooooooh the suspense !!!!!!!
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Post by HighCotton on Oct 20, 2014 20:14:08 GMT -5
Well, there's now way I'll be able to top the stories posted here, especially LCH! But here it is! My son and I were bowhunting (deer) yesterday with our friend JS! JS has got some property south of Seymour near west of Muscatutuck. Since this is his first year hunting, I have the priveledge of hunting with him as I help him learn. To be safe, we carry radios for communication. As sweet as the morning seemed we had no deer. By 9:30, the three of us had not seen a thing. About 10 minutes later, he comes on the radio. "Hey, man it is illegal to shoot a bobcat in Indiana, correct?" I reply, "Correct, it is not legal to shoot a bobcat in Indiana." He says, "Ok, cause I've got one coming right toward me." I reply, "Get a picture if you can, but be discreet if possible and don't move quickly?" A little later, "Man, that bobcat was about 15 yards away trotting down the dry creek. I tried to get my phone out but he was too quick for me. I'm not really up here thinking about taking pictures of anything...I'm concentrating on shooting a deer with my bow! By the way, he's heading your way (about 200 yds to his southwest)." Of course I see nothing, though I did have my phone camera ready! So, now my son and I are having some fun with JS! I tell my son, "Ya know how we laugh all the time how the tough days in the deer woods cause us to manufacture every stump into a deer and that weird set of branches into a big ole Booner?! Well, I'd say JS got it real bad...he's turning weeds into bobcats...and ain't got no pics to prove his point! We're all having a good laugh and then he hits us on the radio again! "Guys, I've got a coyote coming in on me!" I immediately respond, "Get your bow ready and bust him!" A few seconds later..."Uhh, fellas, it's that bobcat again. He's got a squirrel in his mouth. I thought with the bushytail swaying it was a coyote. Gonna try a pic!" So now my son and I are all jacked up...wishing we were in that stand! And we're waiting for JS to hit us back and tell us about the great pic he got. Finally, he hits us, "Pretty upset here guys, my pic didn't take...I was shaking too bad...guess I just wasn't quite ready for this...kind of kicking myself here! Ugh,!! So now my son and I are really carrying on! Yep, just another day in the woods...playin with my friend the bobcat...Sure??!! And then JS replies..."Well I do have proof! And I'll bet none of you guys have ever had your own personal bobcat squirrel hunt for YOU??!! See, when I was just ready to take the cats pic, he looked right up at me in the stand. Then, he dropped the squirrel and bolted through the woods. Im lookin at the squirrel right now and I've ranged it at 15 yards. That's how close that bobcat was to me!" Now, truth be told, I've known JS for years and he's not a BSer. But I can't wait to see this squirrel. When we all met at his stand we were amazed at how this played out. As he picked up the squirrel, I took a pic as you could actually see where the jaw marks made impressions as the bobcat apparently chomped and suffocated the bushytail.  My buddy still can't believe this happened. And yes, he's still bummed that he didn't get a photo! But I told him he has a whale of a squirrel huntin story to tell the rest of his life! |
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Post by parson on Oct 21, 2014 6:01:59 GMT -5
Proves, once again, that truth is stranger than fiction! Great experience. Thanks for sharing it with us.
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Post by saltydog on Oct 21, 2014 10:28:15 GMT -5
A great story HC thanks for sharing....
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Post by Genesis 27:3 on Oct 21, 2014 12:32:36 GMT -5
That's something that will be talked about for a while I bet!
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