How things look in Normangee

Jeff and I cruised out to Normangee after supper last night to scope things out and explode the lungs of a pig or two. On the way into the place we passed the landowner and chatted a second. Near the second gate Jeff saw a rabbit, he rolled down the window and manned the spotlight while I broke in the little ruger 10/22. We arrived at near dark parked just to the north of the wooded creek bed and snuck into the area of pig-festation. There has been extensive rooting activity since the two inch rain at the beginning of the week, localized to a relatively narrow east to west swathe along the caney creek.

Deer season kept us out of normangee for a couple months and the pigs seemed to get pretty flagrant in their destruction of grassy pastures in our absence, there were some rootings Jeff was afraid to drive through for fear of losing his truck in there.

The night was as dark as one could imagine, no moon out yet while we were hunting. What was striking however was the utter silence in the creek bottom, not even any crickets. We sat patiently waiting and trying to see things in the shadows. Finally Jeff heard something, I sat down the can I was holding and illuminated a skunk.

We baited up the trap and headed for the truck.

We drove out back, shined up a bunch of deer in the pasture and headed for home, on the way out we kept eyes peeled for more bunnies and found some just as we neared the gate on the way out of the property. Gave one of them the business but let the other walk because it was so tiny.

Took home two delicious bunnies but didn't even hear a single squeal.