squirrels. A recent post regarding squirrel hunting got the itch started and this morning was perfect. I was unable to go to lease and bow hunt so I decided to slip off up to the Sam Houston National Forest. It had been years since I hunted this one particular spot. I left Pasadena at 5:30 am and slid the truck off the dirt road about 7:15 am. Got my hunting vest and 22 WMR model 94 Winchester and moved into the woods at 7:30 am. The morning was perfect, no wind and a crisp 62 degrees. I hadn't gone 75 yards when I saw the first tell tale branch bounce up unnaturally. I eased forward and saw a fox (red) squirrel running down a limb about 40 yards. He would not stop long enough for me to connect. I eased forward a little and hunkered down near a little pine. Ten minutes went by and a cat (gray squirrel) went running along a branch about 40 yards away. Still no connect. I moved up about 30 yards under four large oak trees. Fresh cut acorns were on the ground. I waited again. About ten more minutes and two cat squirrels were moving through the trees coming in my direction. When one got close I could not stand it and took a shot while he was searching for an acorn in the tree tops. I fired and he took off i could not believe I missed with a 9 power scope. He only went 10 yard and I shot as he slowed down. Dang. missed again. Now I begin to wonder if my scope was off and the heart was pounding a little. He again stopped in another 10 yards and I centered the cross hairs and krepow. He fell out of the tree. I took a deep breath and did not move looking for the other one. In less than a minute he came running to the spot his litter mate had just fallen. He stopped and krepow this one fell within 6 feet of the first. Now your talking. I picked up the squirrels and moved on along. I saw two more but did not manage a shot. Maybe next time a shot gun. Before you know it it was 10:45 and I needed to get back. It was great being out and bringing back old memories. I will do this again and soon.