Have any wisdom about finding the hares in SW Oregon? I know you said you'd get them incidentally but I really do spend a ton of time in the woods and I've only seen 3 ever that quickly disappeared into the brush.I missed this thread some how. I know it’s a little older but I’d like to add my 2 cents.
Growing up in southwestern Oregon we shot a lot of snowshoe hares in the fall, mostly incidental while hunting deer and elk. Later in life we lived in Montana for a number of years and hunted them there strictly with .22s. I never figured out a great way to target them on foot in either place but had some luck walking old, grown over logging roads and finding them along the road margins. I’ve used a shotgun and a .22 LR for that.
We used to hunt Mountain cottontails in eastern Oregon on occasion by walking small rocky rims and draws. We almost always carried .22’s for this type of still hunt since it’s more open sage brush habitat and they didn’t book it out of there like a jack.
In my younger days we used to beat up on the black-tailed jackrabbits pretty good in eastern Oregon. We would usually cover ground in a vehicle while doing this but also had a lot of success walking them up out of the sage with a shotgun and shooting them on the run.
When I was a student at Oregon State University I worked on an undergrad project on the Eastern cottontails at E.E. Wilson Wildlife Area. At the time there was, and I’d assume there still is, a couple of beagle clubs that hunted on the wildlife area. I received an invite to hunt with them and always intended to, but never got it done. I really regret that because I think it would be a cool experience and a species I haven’t bagged yet.
Where I live now we have a ton of the brush rabbits but they’re so small I haven’t been able to talk myself into shooting one yet.
I still hope to bag a white-tailed jackrabbit some day and would really like to hunt for marsh rabbits in the southeast.
I really enjoy small game hunting and it’s always struck me as strange that there isn’t much of a culture for it out west. When I talk about hunting the big western gray squirrels around here people look at me like I’m crazy and my wife refuses to eat them.