The Hunting Beast

As hard as it is for all of us to accept, we can’t all be squirrel GODS. We have whitetail experts we admire but they are nothing in comparison to Squirrel Hunting Masters, an elite contingent of hunting’s finest... I consider myself incredibly fortunate to know one such phenom...

Me and my buddy used to go together. This might sound crazy but we never sat. We would walk slow and if we saw a squirrle one guy would circle the tree and the squirrle useually would run to opposite side of tree where the other was waiting. Kind of like squirrle drives in a way.

JAK wrote:Me and my buddy used to go together. This might sound crazy but we never sat. We would walk slow and if we saw a squirrle one guy would circle the tree and the squirrle useually would run to opposite side of tree where the other was waiting. Kind of like squirrle drives in a way.

When I learned to hunt with my dad back in the late 80's we did a lot of squirrel hunting on oak ridge tops. We did the same thing. Worked like a charm.