Seriously if I had any good sense I'd hang up going after those pesky ground squirrels. My general prime squirrel area has been a total blank for months. Today I went down to Rolands TAG paintball course in Hollister, loaded with squirrels. It was about an hour south of me so my pal Pete and I head out. Get there about 0900, contact Roland, he says have at it, I start walking in and see squirrel that immediately runs and hides, keep on walking, cool place lots of stuff to hide behind, and don't see a darn thing. Meet up with Roland, we plink some pans he's got hanging around and a big ass metal water tank , my friend brings my car around and on Rolands advice just start driving around. Net not one damn squirrel. I set up to get my guns re-sighted, in with a lovely wind, at 100 yards. Got my .25 Maverick doing ok then I jam in a few extra pellets, that ended that. Broke out the .22 Maverick Compact, finally get it on paper and within a few minutes of Squirrel, close enough, did I mention the wind? We decide to call it a day, go up say thanks and bye to Roland, head over to the Corbin MC seat factory, they have a cute Cafe and have a nice lunch and head on back home. Going it a go again, if for nothing else but a good sandwich and being with my fellow Vet buddy and perchance to get a darn squirrel.