I've always loved hunting with airguns, and feel squirrels were made for airgunning. However I don't hunt much anymore, and am trying to encourage squirrel propagation on my thirty acre place. Consequently I seldom hunt squirrels nowadays; only taking out those that stray into my yard where my two work-shops reside. Started doing that after the first time a squirrel took up residence in one shop, chewed holes in the ceiling, and had a litter in the attic. 
So when I saw a squirrel scamper across my back yard today after I'd (earlier) been shooting my shoulder-stocked Huben GK1 super-pistol, I decided to see if I could take out the interloper before it could squat or vandalize my shops. Grabbing the most effective airgun hunting rig ever, I figured Maggyy might enjoy learning to squirrel hunt.
Unfortunately by then the object of our quest had disappeared. Knowing something intensely interesting was going on, Maggyy was running around the yard as I slow-walked while scanning the trees for any sign and encouraging Maggyy's search. An extremely sharp-eyed predator of seven decades, I notice animate forms, color and movement like no bipedal this side of the Terminator.
I soon saw the slightest movement in my peripheral, and locked onto it while raising the scoped pistol-carbine. Even at 7X magnification it still wasn't certain if I was seeing a knot on a limb, or the top half of a squirrel head; but the more I looked, the more it seemed it could be the latter.
Though only 20-25 yards, the steep angle, small target area, and offhand shot presentation was nevertheless challenging enough to make things interesting. I needn't have worried about losing my hunting mojo to advancing age. The shot went right where intended; right between the ear and eyeball.
Maggyy loved it! And doing full credit to her Australian Shepherd breed, I'm sure one lesson is all it will take for her squirrel-hunting education.
The deceased being a tender young boar made for a quite tasty barbecue. The whole experience reminds me how much I miss hunting squirrel with airguns.
Ready for the grill-
So when I saw a squirrel scamper across my back yard today after I'd (earlier) been shooting my shoulder-stocked Huben GK1 super-pistol, I decided to see if I could take out the interloper before it could squat or vandalize my shops. Grabbing the most effective airgun hunting rig ever, I figured Maggyy might enjoy learning to squirrel hunt.
Unfortunately by then the object of our quest had disappeared. Knowing something intensely interesting was going on, Maggyy was running around the yard as I slow-walked while scanning the trees for any sign and encouraging Maggyy's search. An extremely sharp-eyed predator of seven decades, I notice animate forms, color and movement like no bipedal this side of the Terminator.
I soon saw the slightest movement in my peripheral, and locked onto it while raising the scoped pistol-carbine. Even at 7X magnification it still wasn't certain if I was seeing a knot on a limb, or the top half of a squirrel head; but the more I looked, the more it seemed it could be the latter.
Though only 20-25 yards, the steep angle, small target area, and offhand shot presentation was nevertheless challenging enough to make things interesting. I needn't have worried about losing my hunting mojo to advancing age. The shot went right where intended; right between the ear and eyeball.
Maggyy loved it! And doing full credit to her Australian Shepherd breed, I'm sure one lesson is all it will take for her squirrel-hunting education.
The deceased being a tender young boar made for a quite tasty barbecue. The whole experience reminds me how much I miss hunting squirrel with airguns.
Ready for the grill-
Last edited:
