Railroader
Billy’s Security Guard.
Wound up having an unplanned day off, to spend with The Boys. Y'all bear with me, because this one's gonna ramble a bit, just as we have, all day.
We started the morning with a bit of squirrel hunting, and trap checking. It was looking like a beauty of a day, and The Kid wound up zappin' three with the same 20 guage I was given at 8 years old...
We had a pull out to fix at one of our traps, so we used squirrel hides and heads poked into a dirt hole to sweeten up a couple of the other sets..Is this a sound tactic, who knows, but it was a lesson in using what you kill...
Next, was a little shooting. With deer season on the way, we had to check The Kid's.350L Savage Axis.
I gave him the range bag, the rifle, and one round for a Clay Pigeon at 100 yards. He set it all up himself, and fired his one round successfully. The gun is on, and he's on..No need to shoot any more.
Little Brother wanted to work on his shotgunning with his Rossi Single shot. He is now at the point of having the strength to operate the hammer, safety, and breech release, despite a jammed thumb injury.
He shot up a half a box, mostly at pine cones up in trees which does a good job of simulating a squirrel sized target. Next squirrel outing, he's ready to be the gunman!
We decided to ride the property perimeter and see if we could find any coyote sign to set on, and ran into a very interesting situation...
We found a bunch of samples fish, stranded in this puddle in the perimeter ditch.
Since we had taken lives this morning, it was an opportunity to give back and save some lives. We caught all we could and took em to the Redfin Creek for a shot at survival..
About five redfin pike, a couple small warmouths, and some baby bluegill won't be coon food tonite...
Along the way we found and killed a big Cottonmouth. I don't allow them on my property, and Little Brother needs a hatband..
To be continued ....
We started the morning with a bit of squirrel hunting, and trap checking. It was looking like a beauty of a day, and The Kid wound up zappin' three with the same 20 guage I was given at 8 years old...
We had a pull out to fix at one of our traps, so we used squirrel hides and heads poked into a dirt hole to sweeten up a couple of the other sets..Is this a sound tactic, who knows, but it was a lesson in using what you kill...
Next, was a little shooting. With deer season on the way, we had to check The Kid's.350L Savage Axis.
I gave him the range bag, the rifle, and one round for a Clay Pigeon at 100 yards. He set it all up himself, and fired his one round successfully. The gun is on, and he's on..No need to shoot any more.
Little Brother wanted to work on his shotgunning with his Rossi Single shot. He is now at the point of having the strength to operate the hammer, safety, and breech release, despite a jammed thumb injury.
He shot up a half a box, mostly at pine cones up in trees which does a good job of simulating a squirrel sized target. Next squirrel outing, he's ready to be the gunman!
We decided to ride the property perimeter and see if we could find any coyote sign to set on, and ran into a very interesting situation...
We found a bunch of samples fish, stranded in this puddle in the perimeter ditch.
Since we had taken lives this morning, it was an opportunity to give back and save some lives. We caught all we could and took em to the Redfin Creek for a shot at survival..
About five redfin pike, a couple small warmouths, and some baby bluegill won't be coon food tonite...
Along the way we found and killed a big Cottonmouth. I don't allow them on my property, and Little Brother needs a hatband..
To be continued ....
