Good Old Spots, Few Birds

Here is a good look at the cover. This is like the book "Where's Waldo". The dogs are side by side on point at the right center edge of the picture. I took the picture, then went over to the dogs. I couldn't get anything to fly, so I released them. They immediately dived over the bank, then ran back and forth along the edge of the ice. Within 3 minutes they were back on point at the bend of the creek that you can see near the very center of the picture. It was a hen of course.

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I thought the forecast was for rain, so I went to work on nets, but the cold clear weather held on. By noon I had abandon the nets. I went to some excellent cover that is also very accessible. This was so that an older friend could go along. He had one dog, while I had two, so we split up to keep the activity less confusing.

The cover was a nice combination of creek and abandon railroad grade, running down through wheat fields. I saw 4 birds at a distance, and 3 hens which the dogs pointed. One of then exited without tail feathers. Juneau did a great job of holding point, then at the last instant, as I moved in for the flush, she dove into the clump of grass. Out the other side came the tailless hen.

We tried a couple other short 30 minute hunts on the way home to use up every moment of daylight. The nagging thought at the back of my mind, is that the end of the season is only days away, make the best of what is left of it.