Saturday's hunt at Stone Wall was set up and controlled by djmed.
Now, all of you know djmed.
He’s a regular with the EARH&SESC. And since he works for Master Graphics in Auburn, Alabama, he is our resident t’shirt and hat man.
Our host at StoneWall was Fred Weygand. You might remember who was our highest percentage shooter on the hunt.

If StoneWall Plantation was ever a “farm” I would sure have hated to plow it.
That place was one big rock pile.


Our Wednesday hunt at Rutherford might have been referred to as “You can’t miss what you don’t see”. This hunt was pretty much the opposite with 35 shots for eight rabbits, most of them fired at those eight rabbits.
Attending the hunt besides Hover's "Elmer" was Brag and my " The Rabbit Journal Pack consisting of Lucy, Katie and Penny, the pup.
Oh, and the hunters, Fred, his son and daughter, djmed, Hover and his friend Robert, Plunker, Brag and myself, Rimfire.

Hover got his average cost per rabbit below a $1000. I think it’s about $800 now since he killed 2 with about eight shots. It would be a little better but he keeps having to buy shells.


Robert is still waiting on his first


Brag, so-named, because he don’t hardly miss. No brag, just fact.

He spent all day firing multiple shots per rabbit. Cuz and Brag inherited the same keen eyesight, hand eye coordination and sense of direction that Uncle NoPass was blessed with.
Me? I'm family to, but...Well, as a regular reader you know that I require a compass to stay lost in only one direction and have trouble hitting my butt with both hands

Djmed….well, lets just say that it’s hard to get the trigger pulled with the safety still on. Since I loaned him the twenty gauge that he was using after his was stolen, I might want to check to see if he bent the trigger trying. djmed is a right healthy boy.


Plunker managed to fire multiple shots per rabbit with his single shot. No mean feat in thick brush. Plunker twice lined up his shot only to miss. And those were the times I saw. Still he got one.

I also noticed that Plunker hadn’t washed his truck in quite awhile, when I asked about the Alabama undercoating, a powerful, 100% natural clay protectorate, I found that he subscribed to the same theory I did….an Alabama car wash.
That’s where you wait till it rains then go over to Columbus, Georgia and ride around through their water puddles to clean the car.

I was 2 for 6.
One shot I missed was a ridiculously easy shot of a rabbit hopping straight towards me.
I missed
The next miss was almost as bad. The rabbit had crossed a wide open green plot of almost an acre. I figured that the girls would eventually run him back out of the planted pines he was hiding in, but along the edge, not the middle.
I patiently waited for 20 minutes and then saw him crossing a thinned out lane heading for my edge. He popped out a little further down than I thought, but in line.
I missed.

Next was a rabbit that was running straight away.
I missed.
And to make matters worse, he stopped and I couldn’t find a shell in my vest pocket to reload the single shot Stevens .410 I was shooting.

Four times I missed on shots that I should have made.
The two I did make were shots that you would think that I would have missed.
I had to spin around and snap shoot a rabbit running in calf high grass.
The other was a rabbit that was blistering it in zigzag route through briars that gave him a strobe like effect.

It was a good day on some pretty property.
Thanks djmed.