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Squirrel hunting is becoming
a lost art. As the number of hunters generally, declines, more and more of those that have limited days afield are turning to deer hunting, and the little tree rodent is being sadly neglected as a game animal.
That’s a shame. Not for the squirrels, but for the lost opportunities to enjoy the outdoors and the mountains and the woods and the fresh air. Bob Komegay, writing in the October issue of Virginia Game and Fish, says that while most people can learn hunting skills with a little practice, he notes that, “only the practical woodsman can be a consistently successful squirrel hunter.”
I think he is right. I grew up hunting squirrels, and still find it a rewarding experience. It was one kind of hunting that I could do on my own, and I loved that. If you went after rabbits, it was better to have some dogs and a couple of friends. With squirrels, you were often better off to be the solitary hunter.
And I have no problem with the hunter who takes his or her shotgun while looking for bushy tails, but I still prefer it the way my Uncle Clyde did it, with a .22 rifle and a little patience. Tb tell you the absolute truth about the matter, when I got to gun totin’ age, which was about 10 or 12 years old in the 1950’s, my first squirrel gun was a single shot, .410 gauge, Iver Johnson shotgun. That is not a terribly effective squirrel gun, because
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