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Jim was kind enough to invite me for a morning of Pheasant hunting with his son Travis, and Hubert.
While I awoke at 3:30 this morning to 20+mph winds and three inches of snow at my house, by the time I reach Jim's at 5:15 thing had calmed down beautifully.
After a short travel to the fields, and taking care of the administration related to the land, (the club participates in a rotating stock program), we were ready to hit the thickets at the back of property by about 7:30.
The standing Cedar thickets were particularly conducive to resident birds that had already learned that running was a much better method of escaping than flushing when faced by a smart dog and the ensuing hunter. (Equally important was the fact that released birds find this area generally inhospitable.)
Sure enough the first two birds we encountered sprinted like Ethiopian runners... :lol:
Fortunately, Hubert seemed to find a special interest in the second of those two birds and literally "dogged" it for quite some distance. Just when every shrub seemed to to turn up empty, Jim made a very nice tactical decision.
Jim pointed out that a small crick was traversing the immediate area in a somewhat U-shaped pattern. He pointed out that the bird would not have crossed the water unless specifically flushed, and decided we needed to work with Hubert to beat the brush a bit harder.
Of course Hubert was working his "sneak" as if something was up but I could not figure out his actions.
(Obviously Jim did!)
Jim headed chest deep into pile of thicket about four feet from the edge of the crick...Nothing....
Not to be shown up...Jim and Hubert worked the down the thicket at the seam of the bank.....After quit a ruckus, sure enough....OUT CAME THE BIRD!!!!
Moments later Hubert fetched the first bird Cock-Bird of the day!!!
Now some Pics...
Stewardship Release...
Travis...
The Team...
Me...
Family Truckster...
Jim was kind enough to invite me for a morning of Pheasant hunting with his son Travis, and Hubert.
While I awoke at 3:30 this morning to 20+mph winds and three inches of snow at my house, by the time I reach Jim's at 5:15 thing had calmed down beautifully.
After a short travel to the fields, and taking care of the administration related to the land, (the club participates in a rotating stock program), we were ready to hit the thickets at the back of property by about 7:30.
The standing Cedar thickets were particularly conducive to resident birds that had already learned that running was a much better method of escaping than flushing when faced by a smart dog and the ensuing hunter. (Equally important was the fact that released birds find this area generally inhospitable.)
Sure enough the first two birds we encountered sprinted like Ethiopian runners... :lol:
Fortunately, Hubert seemed to find a special interest in the second of those two birds and literally "dogged" it for quite some distance. Just when every shrub seemed to to turn up empty, Jim made a very nice tactical decision.
Jim pointed out that a small crick was traversing the immediate area in a somewhat U-shaped pattern. He pointed out that the bird would not have crossed the water unless specifically flushed, and decided we needed to work with Hubert to beat the brush a bit harder.
Of course Hubert was working his "sneak" as if something was up but I could not figure out his actions.
(Obviously Jim did!)
Jim headed chest deep into pile of thicket about four feet from the edge of the crick...Nothing....
Not to be shown up...Jim and Hubert worked the down the thicket at the seam of the bank.....After quit a ruckus, sure enough....OUT CAME THE BIRD!!!!
Moments later Hubert fetched the first bird Cock-Bird of the day!!!
Now some Pics...
Stewardship Release...
Travis...
The Team...
Me...
Family Truckster...
