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    Default Got squirreled hard!!!!!

    So, I was getting my gear ready for an upcoming bear hunt. Pulled out my new AO10 tent and noticed a bunch of grass and trash on it. I was like where did all that come from, then I saw the holes... I was so mad I could scream, my brand new never slept in tent has been chewed up and used as a Squirrel toilet. Needless to say that any Squirrel in my yard will pay the price for the sins of their fellow Squirrel brothers. Any tricks to keep them away, have never had any trouble or sign of them in my shed before.






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    I can tell you from recent personal experience that those tents are a pain in the arse to clean really good. I had a similar experience involving mold/mildew and an AO10 that had been used all of six times.

    On an upside, it doesn't look like it will be too hard for AT&T to patch up and seam seal those holes.
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    Alaska Tent and Tarp have been great folks to work with and they have my tent now repairing it. Sitting on my deck looking for a Squirrel dinner..LOL

    Steve

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    I have my little jack russle trained to get them little vermin. If he hears one out here in the woods he will hang out there all day till he can crunch it's little skull
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    Yikes Steve that looks rough for sure. Sorry to see that, glad AK T&T can fix it up without too much trouble. Keep an eye out for those pesky critters.

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    Nail some rat traps on the trees and bait them with P-Nut butter.

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    MOTH-BALLS........For Brown Bears to Mice and all critters in between.

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    Quote Originally Posted by AGL4now View Post
    MOTH-BALLS........For Brown Bears to Mice and all critters in between.

    Vince also recommended moth balls, I just hate the smell of them and it would seem that it would get unpleasant smelling them night after night.

    Plus, it would deprive me of the satisfaction I hope to get when I seek my revenge for the $$$$$$$ it is going to cost me to fix my tent. It will take quite a few Squirrel skin rugs to cover the damage those little suckers caused.

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    Sorry about your new vents installed by Mr. Squirrel.

    Hope you're breaking out the pellet gun or the .22.

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    Steve, don't know if you ever saw this squirrel story I posted a couple of years ago, but in light of your association with the little rodents thought you'd enjoy this post.


    I never dreamed slowly cruising through a residential neighborhood could be so incredibly dangerous!

    Studies have shown that motorcycling requires more decisions per second, and more sheer data processing than nearly any other common activity or sport. The reactions and accurate decision making abilities needed have been likened to the reactions of fighter pilots! The consequences of bad decisions or poor situational awareness are pretty much the same for both groups too.

    Occasionally, as a rider I have caught myself starting to make bad or late decisions while riding. In flight training, my instructors called this being “behind the power curve”. It is a mark of experience that when this begins to happen, the rider recognizes the situation, and more importantly, does something about it. A short break, a meal, or even a gas stop can set things right again as it gives the brain a chance to catch up.

    Good, accurate, and timely decisions are essential when riding a motorcycle…at least if you want to remain among the living. In short, the brain needs to keep up with the machine.

    I had been banging around the roads of east Texas and as I headed back into Dallas, found myself in very heavy, high-speed traffic on the freeways. Normally, this is not a problem, I commute in these conditions daily, but suddenly I was nearly run down by a cage that decided it needed my lane more than I did. This is not normally a big deal either, as it happens around here often, but usually I can accurately predict which drivers are not paying attention and avoid them before we are even close. This one I missed seeing until it was nearly too late, and as I took evasive action I nearly broadsided another car that I was not even aware was there!

    Two bad decisions and insufficient situational awareness…all within seconds. I was behind the power curve. Time to get off the freeway.

    I hit the next exit, and as I was in an area I knew pretty well, headed through a few big residential neighborhoods as a new route home. As I turned onto the nearly empty streets I opened the visor on my full-face helmet to help get some air. I figured some slow riding through the quiet surface streets would give me time to relax, think, and regain that “edge” so frequently required when riding.
    Little did I suspect…

    As I passed an oncoming car, a brown furry missile shot out from under it and tumbled to a stop immediately in front of me. It was a squirrel, and must have been trying to run across the road when it encountered the car. I really was not going very fast, but there was no time to brake or avoid it—it was that close.

    I hate to run over animals…and I really hate it on a motorcycle, but a squirrel should pose no danger to me. I barely had time to brace for the impact.
    Animal lovers, never fear. Squirrels can take care of themselves!

    Inches before impact, the squirrel flipped to his feet. He was standing on his hind legs and facing the oncoming Valkyrie with steadfast resolve in his little beady eyes. His mouth opened, and at the last possible second, he screamed and leapt! I am pretty sure the scream was squirrel for, “Banzai!” or maybe, “Die you gravy-sucking, heathen scum!” as the leap was spectacular and he flew over the windshield and impacted me squarely in the chest.

    Instantly he set upon me. If I did not know better I would have sworn he brought twenty of his little buddies along for the attack. Snarling, hissing, and tearing at my clothes, he was a frenzy of activity. As I was dressed only in a light t-shirt, summer riding gloves, and jeans this was a bit of a cause for concern. This furry little tornado was doing some damage!

    Picture a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a t-shirt, and leather gloves puttering maybe 25mph down a quiet residential street…and in the fight of his life with a squirrel. And losing.

    I grabbed for him with my left hand and managed to snag his tail. With all my strength I flung the evil rodent off the left of the bike, almost running into the right curb as I recoiled from the throw.

    That should have done it. The matter should have ended right there. It really should have. The squirrel could have sailed into one of the pristinely kept yards and gone on about his business, and I could have headed home. No one would have been the wiser.

    But this was no ordinary squirrel. This was not even an ordinary p___d-off squirrel.

    This was an evil attack squirrel of death!

    Somehow he caught my gloved finger with one of his little hands, and with the force of the throw swung around and with a resounding thump and an amazing impact he landed square on my back and resumed his rather anti-social and extremely distracting activities. He also managed to take my left glove with him!

    The situation was not improved. Not improved at all. His attacks were continuing, and now I could not reach him.
    I was startled to say the least. The combination of the force of the throw, only having one hand (the throttle hand) on the handlebars, and my jerking back unfortunately put a healthy twist through my right hand and into the throttle. A healthy twist on the throttle of a Valkyrie can only have one result. Torque. This is what the Valkyrie is made for, and she is very, very good at it.

    The engine roared as the front wheel left the pavement. The squirrel screamed in anger. The Valkyrie screamed in ecstasy. I screamed in…well…I just plain screamed.

    Now picture a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a slightly squirrel torn t-shirt, and only one leather glove roaring at maybe 70mph and rapidly accelerating down a quiet residential street…on one wheel and with a demonic squirrel on his back. The man and the squirrel are both screaming bloody murder.

    With the sudden acceleration I was forced to put my other hand back on the handlebars and try to get control of the bike. This was leaving the mutant squirrel to his own devices, but I really did not want to crash into somebody’s tree, house, or parked car. Also, I had not yet figured out how to release the throttle…my brain was just simply overloaded. I did manage to mash the back brake, but it had little affect against the massive power of the big cruiser.

    About this time the squirrel decided that I was not paying sufficient attention to this very serious battle (maybe he is a Scottish attack squirrel of death), and he came around my neck and got IN my full-face helmet with me. As the faceplate closed partway and he began hissing in my face I am quite sure my screaming changed tone and intensity. It seemed to have little affect on the squirrel however.
    The rpm’s on The Dragon maxed out (I was not concerned about shifting at the moment) and her front end started to drop.

    Now picture the large man on the huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a very ragged torn t-shirt, and wearing one leather glove, roaring at probably 80mph, still on one wheel, with a large puffy squirrel’s tail sticking out his mostly closed full-face helmet. By now the screams are probably getting a little hoarse.

    Finally I got the upper hand…I managed to grab his tail again, pulled him out of my helmet, and slung him to the left as hard as I could. This time it worked…sort-of. Spectacularly sort-of, so to speak.

    Picture the scene. You are a cop. You and your partner have pulled off on a quiet residential street and parked with your windows down to do some paperwork.

    Suddenly a large man on a huge black and chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a torn t-shirt flapping in the breeze, and wearing one leather glove, moving at probably 80mph on one wheel, and screaming bloody murder roars by and with all his strength throws a live squirrel grenade directly into your police car.

    I heard screams. They weren't mine...

    I managed to get the big motorcycle under directional control and dropped the front wheel to the ground. I then used maximum braking and skidded to a stop in a cloud of tire smoke at the stop sign at a busy cross street.

    I would have returned to fess up (and to get my glove back). I really would have. Really. But for two things. First, the cops did not seem interested or the slightest bit concerned about me at the moment. One of them was on his back in the front yard of the house they had been parked in front of and was rapidly crabbing backwards away from the patrol car. The other was standing in the street and was training a riot shotgun on the police cruiser.

    So the cops were not interested in me. They often insist to “let the professionals handle it” anyway. That was one thing. The other? Well, I swear I could see the squirrel, standing in the back window of the patrol car among shredded and flying pieces of foam and upholstery, and shaking his little fist at me. I think he was shooting me the finger…

    That is one dangerous squirrel. And now he has a patrol car…

    I took a deep breath, turned on my turn-signal, made an easy right turn, and sedately left the neighborhood.

    As for my easy and slow drive home? Screw it. Faced with a choice of 80mph cars and inattentive drivers, or the evil, demonic, attack squirrel of death...I’ll take my chances with the freeway. Every time. And I’ll buy myself a new pair of gloves.

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    Too funny. Rep points coming at ya!!
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    Default The day the squirrel went berserk...

    Kingfisher, that was one of the funniest things I've ever read! I was laughing so hard my ribs hurt ! I was trying to read it to my wife, but I couldn't breath so she had to get the story in broken pieces interspersed with my guffaws! Thanks for the laugh

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    Quote Originally Posted by oldakcop View Post
    Kingfisher, that was one of the funniest things I've ever read! I was laughing so hard my ribs hurt ! I was trying to read it to my wife, but I couldn't breath so she had to get the story in broken pieces interspersed with my guffaws! Thanks for the laugh
    First time I read it I had the same results.

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    Sorry about the hi-jack, Steve.

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    That sucks...bad....let us know how the repairs turn out...

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    Default Squirrels-formidable, persistent adversary...

    Ouch. And such a good looking tent. The good news is you have AkT&T to fix it. They're terrific in my experience too.

    Squirrels are persistent though. My father-in-law has a running battle going with squirrels around his birdfeeders. His best solution has been a feeder called the Yankee Flipper, which spins the squirrel off when their weight activates the perch ( http://www.drollyankees.com/hproduct....html?Itemid=3). Not much help for your shed, but they might be back next winter.

    Think they got in through the soffits? Maybe galvanized hardware cloth would work- or would they chew through that?

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    Well.........when I lived in Ohio I had trouble finding squirrels...or grouse for that matter when I hunted for them. I definitely wouldn't recommend hunting whitetails though as that seems to draw every squirrel and grouse for miles. Seriously though sorry to hear about your gear.

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    and shoot all you see. They can be a pain in the arse. Honestly you will NEVER get rid of them all! I shot more than a 100 out of my yard in one summer and the dog would still find more!

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    I usually leave a rat trap or two inside the shed just in case. Peanut butter works pretty well as bait.

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    If legal for season and your location the best and quietest way I've found (wife loves squirrels...) is to put a 120 conibear in front of a mailbox tube (or coffee can, etc) and put some dog food in the back..check at least twice a day

    Discreet and 100% effective...

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