That'll take some patience. I've only seen them moving in the soil twice in 22 years.
One time, before my mole troubles, I looked out in the yard and saw my old neighbor (RIP Frank) standing in his yard, leaning his armpit on a long shovel handle, drinking a beer and having a smoke. Just standing there. I figured he was having a rest. All of a sudden he goes into creeper mode! :laughing:
He slowly takes his arm off the shovel, crouches down and puts down his beer and slowly stands up. What the he** is he doing. He carefully pulls the shovel out of the ground and starts moving it around behind his back. Looks like he's doing redneck tai chi or something. :confused3:
Then he runs across the yard as he swings the shovel over his head, jumps up in the air and smacks the shovel down flat on the ground! WHUMP! He jams the point of the shovel into the ground and jumps on it, driving it deep into the grass. He quickly pulls it out jumps to the other side of where he smacked the ground and jams it in again, and then POP! he pries out a huge chunk of sod and starts stabbing at it with the shovel point.
I can't take it anymore, so I wonder over there and ask what's up just as he picks up the dead carcass of a mole with the shovel.
And that was my introduction active mole hunting. :laughing: