k0ua
Epic Contributor
A few mornings in a row, I would wake up to a gun shot then a phone call. Grandparents lived across the road and up the hill from us. The call would consist of Woodchuck 1, grandpa nothing. Next day was Woodchuck 2, grandpa nothing. Third morning was Woodchuck 3, grandpa nothing.
At this point I was pretty irritated about getting woken up an hour earlier then normal.
The fourth morning, I popped the Woodchuck at 100 yards with my 30-30 before grandpa got out there.
I shot one when I was about 14 (seems like a lifetime ago) from 75 yards with a .22 Woodsman pistol. One shot, one kill.