Some days, the woodchuck wins

I went to shoot a woodchuck the other day and was defeated by a dirty scope.

I was looking into the sun at  the woodchuck.  The sun rides lower in the sky in September than it does in June and July.

All I saw was a cloud of light.

Easy enough to fix but not in the field.

Mental note to Joe:  Clean the scope(s) on my other gun(s).