remy3424
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A pretty decent Sunday morning here in NW Iowa for the last full weekend of this pheasant season. Temps around 30, but the wind was around 20 from the SE, which isn't optimal for the usual hunt...so we hunted it a bit different, kind of backward from the usual. Had 2 of my cousins out this morning, they each have a lab.
Not sure if it was the wind or what, but the birds were way wild today. My first bird was off a good point, but it took 3 shots to anchor him dead out in the neighbor's bean stubble. My second was flushed between myself and the nearest cousin, the bird was up and going with the wind behind me, by the time I hear the calls of "rooster" and a couple of shots. I dropped him with an nice long lead, dead where he fell. Not sure how far it was , it seemed like a long walk to recover him, one of the longest shots I have taken this season. Now thinking about it, the wind and his momentum might have carried him an extra 10 yards with the altitude he had by the time I shot. The last one a couple minutes later, was a flush away from my dog, I dropped him a on a nice crosser out in a different neighbor's bean stubble, DOA.
The cousin I was with yesterday, had his 3 before me (again), but for his brother, it was just one of those days when you are never in the right place on the flushes. The cousins did knock-down at least 2 that weren't able to be recovered.
Gus did have a point in some canary grass that was down, with a few ripples holding bit bit off the ground. I stomped it down pretty good and nothing, then Gus started digging, I used my boot and kicked some of the grass back and there was a hen looking back at me. Somehow I was able to get Gus' attention off her...she never did fly.
A good morning hunt.
One hunt left for next Saturday, the last day of this season!
Not sure if it was the wind or what, but the birds were way wild today. My first bird was off a good point, but it took 3 shots to anchor him dead out in the neighbor's bean stubble. My second was flushed between myself and the nearest cousin, the bird was up and going with the wind behind me, by the time I hear the calls of "rooster" and a couple of shots. I dropped him with an nice long lead, dead where he fell. Not sure how far it was , it seemed like a long walk to recover him, one of the longest shots I have taken this season. Now thinking about it, the wind and his momentum might have carried him an extra 10 yards with the altitude he had by the time I shot. The last one a couple minutes later, was a flush away from my dog, I dropped him a on a nice crosser out in a different neighbor's bean stubble, DOA.
The cousin I was with yesterday, had his 3 before me (again), but for his brother, it was just one of those days when you are never in the right place on the flushes. The cousins did knock-down at least 2 that weren't able to be recovered.
Gus did have a point in some canary grass that was down, with a few ripples holding bit bit off the ground. I stomped it down pretty good and nothing, then Gus started digging, I used my boot and kicked some of the grass back and there was a hen looking back at me. Somehow I was able to get Gus' attention off her...she never did fly.
A good morning hunt.
One hunt left for next Saturday, the last day of this season!
