Monday, November 1, 2010

Squirrel Hunt

So my dad calls me up the other day and says his buddy Les is in town from Montana and wants to go squirrel hunting. Les grew up in what was formerly rural Minnesota, which is now a subdivision, and used to go squirrel hunting every fall as a kid. Since he hadn't gone in 30+ years, he decided to give it a whirl since he was in town visiting relatives. We were up at 5 am and out till 6:30 pm.... I didn't see one damn squirrel.









3 comments:

OP-Pie said...

These are some pretty awesome photographs. I just happened upon your blog and figured why not, comment?

In either case looks good.

Stephen Maturen said...

Thanks for stumbling in!

northernbliss said...

They are elusive little things aren't they...we just got skunked deer hunting - better luck next time.