Wind during the A.M. kept us searching for squirrels with no shows. P.M. wind made the squirrels come out with 1 hour of shooting light left and these squirrels were running to get a bite before bed time. My oldest dropped the hammer on one and a second stared death in the face as a misfire took place. She saw 5 different squirrels and I saw 4 as well bringing the total to 9 that were seen and 4 that were heard on the ground at dark thirty. My smile is just as big as theirs when every time we exit the woods and both my girls tell me thanks for taking us hunting and the chatter can be heard from the time we walk out and during the ride home about their favorite parts of these hunts!
