Spent most of the day tackling the leaves in the back yard but left the last 2 hours of daylight for me, the .22 CFX and a little squirrel hunting. Was in the woods by 3 pm, pellet loaded and ready to go. Slowly crept along the fire trails for about an hour before I finally saw a squirrel, but he saw me first. He did a zig zag pattern to the nearest dead tree and disappeared into a small hole in the trunk on the opposite side. I figured I'd wait him out so I sat down at the base of a large oak tree 25 yards away and waited.
Well, I sat there relaxing, enjoying the peace of the woods and waiting for the tree rat to emerge, for about 30 minutes but no rat. I decided to take another look at that hole in the tree so I cranked the scope to 9x and took a peek. At first I didn't see anything but something just didn't look right. I adjusted the AO to get the view crystal clear and there it was,,,,,, an eye looking back at me. The little bugger pushed his eye far enough up to the edge of the hole just enough to keep me in full sight. I sat there for another 20 minutes but it was a Mexican stand off. He kept peering at me from his safe haven and I just sat there.
I finally conceded, told the rat I'd be back another day, and took a nice slow walk out of the woods, reaching my truck just about dark. No fresh squirrel for dinner tonight, but had a great time in a beautiful setting and got to match wits with a pretty smart little tree rat.
Jeff