I arrived right at 5am and walked around for about an hour and a half, seeing maybe one jack and a couple of cottontails. The jacks were getting really evasive, which meant that someone else must have been out there shooting at them when I wasn't out there. The jacks weren't letting me get withing 70 yards of them without bolting.
I was just starting to wonder if I should try a different spot when I saw another jack rabbit. However, it saw me first and by the time I shouldered the rifle, it had casually hopped off. I was determined not to leave empty handed (though that doesn't mean I don't leave empty handed often), so I quietly pursued my quarry. I tried to think like a jack rabbit and of the way I've seen other jacks try to evade a pursuer. After about 10 minutes of searching I spotted it again. Then it disappeared behind another thick grouping of brush. I kept quietly advancing and trying to re-establish a visual on the jack. My tracking led me into a dry creek bed where I had just about thought the jack had finally evaded me. Then I turned to my left and there he was, just hopping back up over a little ridge right at me. I quickly but smoothly shouldered the rifle and as it's head just popped up over the rise in the little gully it froze. I knew from experience not to wait too long to pull the trigger so I acquired it in the crosshairs between it's eyes and fired. After the shot I saw the jack drop out of sight like it got hit by a load of bricks. I ran up the rise and saw it kicking a little as it lay on the ground and that was it.
I took a photo (see below), brushed it off, removed a couple of ticks from it's ears and killed them (I didn't want those hitching a ride home), put it in the ziploc in my backpack and headed out to look for another. I spotted quite a few more jack rabbits, but none would stay still long enough to allow me to get off a shot. In total I took 7 shots (missed one jack twice and I took a few shots at some pesky ground squirrels on a large boulder) and bagged one jack. I quit kind of early for me (at around 12pm) because by 9am it was around 80 degrees and at 11am it was close to 90 and when I got ready to leave at 12pm it was close to 98 degrees out where I was at. There was a slight breeze, but it was hot since I wear a long sleeved shirt to keep from getting sun burned and to protect my arms from the brush and thorns. My shirt was thoroughly soaked with sweat.
I also was extra tired because about two thirds through my hunting day I discovered that I had dropped my range finder and lost it. Man, talk about feeling dejected!
I was ready to start kicking myself 
. Then I stopped and thought about when and where it might have been able to come off my pack. After some deliberation I decided to walk back to one spot I had taken the backpack off, which was where I had shot the jack rabbit. It took me about 45 minutes to an hour to hike back to where I though I'd dropped it. As I rounded the corner, there it was, lying on the ground right where I had taken my backpack off to put the jack rabbit into it. I was so relieved I think I audibly sighed . It's not an expensive model of range finder, but it does the job and I can't afford to be losing my equipment like that. Needless to say, that made me happy again. 
Anyway, the discovery was very accurate and while it weighs about 3 pounds less than my .25 Marauder, it still became heavy after carrying it in the ready hold for close to seven hours. The fact that it is a single shot did make it more challenging to take a quick second shot the time I was able too. All in all, it was a great air rifle to take out hunting. Especially with the Boyd's stock that I custom inlet for it. It was comfortable to hold and shoot and I'll no doubt take it out again one of these days.
So I got my fourth Jack Rabbit and next Sunday I'll be out looking to bag both the Jack Rabbits and Cottontails (July 1st), but will probably take the Marauder or my .22 Marlin.
Just one more week to go... .22 Discovery with Jack Rabbit:
4th Jack Rabbit (Discovery's First):
