First, Brag and I doubled up, killing Peter and Fuffy.
Then Brag made an outstanding shot on a zigzagging Fred.
Plunker, later on missed Jimmy as he sprinted down a naked fence line. Jimmy didn’t stop till he got to the front porch of the house. I suspect he wanted to ring the door bell and beg for help.
I’m not sure about the names of the rabbits since none were wearing collars but since they were the yard rabbits in Tallassee, I’m sure that the ladies of the house who were peeking out windows to see what was going on had names for them.
Our host put us on the first rabbits near the old buildings of the property that is used once a year for a civil war reenactment. I understand that the Yankees win the first day while the Confederates win the following day.
The lush looking yards were broken up by small stands of privet mixed with eye plucking mock orange and held multiple rabbits.
The last rabbit was rooted out by “The Girls (and Sammie P) from stacks of brick to be used in renovating the old house.
Which had a commanding view.
After a long walk through bottoms that were thick only for a deer hunter, we turned up nary a rabbit.
We had talked to our host that morning about needing “thick”. We talked to our host again at lunch again about needing “thick.
One thing about writing a post days after the hunt, the names fade from my aging mind. Our host, probably tired of hearing it, introduced us to “thick”.
The planted pine hillside was “thick” not only with pines but with briars to. All afternoon the “Girls” (and Sammie P) ran rabbits. All afternoon all of us couldn’t hem them up and when they did, Lenny and David(?) guns misfired. That’s what they get for using “found” shells. Heh
I had the dogs circle me at close quarters and I never did see the rabbit. Heck, I never even saw the dogs.
We are looking forward to a rematch next year. But before we do, I plan to attend the next reenactment and post pictures
Posted 02/23/10 by rimfire | Filed under: Rabbit Hunts 09-10




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