secretagentmole Posted April 22, 2012 Report Share Posted April 22, 2012 (edited) Well I have had Wilbur a little while now and I have got to know his foibles, feeding a steady diet of .22 Crosmans has resulted in 11.5 foot pound energy, good accuracy and a satisfying Twoink every time you pull the trigger... Well decided to have a few hours down the permission this evening and took Wilbur along as well as the fresh air would do him good. Walking down the track I saw some kits at play and decided to see if Wilbur could chalk one up. Managed to get the gun out, Broke it, cocked it, slipped a pellet in, closed it, took the safety off, lined it up, got the trigger to second stage, just feel the sear and Twoink, gas ram expanded, pellet left gun, pellet struck kit. Kit died! Wilbur has chalked one up. I felt that satisfying glow of getting one with the springer, well gas springer anyway! Picked up the kit and walking back to the guns, saw a stoat being chased by a bird of prey! Not every day you see an orange ferret on steroids belting across a paddock, trying to avoid something that is viewing it as dinner! Well it is the thought that counts! Then inside the woods I swapped guns, I took the Super 10 out to play. Walking round I saw a bushy tailed tree rat, got it lined up on the branch, a little hold under, aimed fired and whack, straight on top of the blasted hen house. Go and knock on the house door "Scuse me can I borrow a rake and get in the hen house please? I have a tree rat to remove!" Rake obtained and enter the hen house, play squirrel snooker and roll it off the side. Damned thing had nuts on it like a Yorkshire Terriers! The first one I can prove I shot... Buster Gonads the squirrel??? Got back into the woods just as the main flock landed. Lined up and shot a nice one. Retrieved that one, got back, another few landed, shot one, into a thicket and could not find it, waited some more time and then another few landed at the far end, so another Crosman flew through the air and found another victim. This one fell in the nettles so I could get that. Back to the three firs, another 4 landed, shot one, straight in the same damned thicket. This time I was peeved, I tried to get in but it is 4 foot high briars at the front and left, barbed wire and the back and right with damned hawthorn in front of the barbed wire if you approach it from behind. Many expletives later I got back to the firs, another small flock came in and settled so I got a good line, made sure of the projected downward path and fired. Another Crosman found it's target and a third victim hit bare earth in front of a tree. Three down, had to get ready for a return home. So pigeon for tea during the week! The three I could get to! So three species killed, 2 guns fired, one dinner obtained, Not a bad evening! Edited April 22, 2012 by secretagentmole Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pixie Posted April 24, 2012 Report Share Posted April 24, 2012 Nice one Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andy198712 Posted April 24, 2012 Report Share Posted April 24, 2012 Nice write up! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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