The area is shaped like a piece of pie. Most of the way down the first side I saw two pheasants flush way ahead of my dogs. I knew that at least one of them was a rooster, because he cackled at me as he flew away. I made a mental note of where he landed, and hunted on in that direction. About 20 minutes later we were walking in the area when the dogs went on point.To flush a bird I had to step down into tall grass. What I didn't realize was that it was going to be above my head. I shot with grass in my face, and only got a few feathers. Thinking back on the shot, I'm not sure it was rooster. I may have been a case on over anticipation.
Forty minutes later, another rooster jumped early, flew across the county road into a thin strip of grass at the base of a power pole. Here again we hunted on in that direction to a strategic place for crossing the road in pursuit. The dogs picked up the trail almost immediately. In ten yards the rooster flushed in range flying from center to left. I got two good shots off and missed completely. What a big disappointment!
Back across the road a few minutes later I was thinking that I almost always jump a covey of gray partridge along here, and seconds later I did, and got one. The Brittney retrieved beautifully.That was pretty much it for the day.
This picture is from a different hunt, but one can see the triangle of cover across the county road from the farm.
It was a beautiful fall day!
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