A mid afternoon hour and a half hunt. I was looking over the sight of a possible future hunt on horseback. The area would lend itself to this kind of hunting because of its rolling hills of CRP.
Here is the hint. Make use of obstructions. We hunted up long draws, along the crest of hills, covered a big area, but didn't find scent till we got to the one fence row in the entire area.
This is looking uphill into the sun. We made one big loop, up the left side, across the top, then back down the right side.
This is a view from the top. The pickup, where we started, is near the tree.
The pickup is to the right 200 yds. away. In my mind the hunt is was just about over when the dogs picked up scent along this old fence row. The fence runs straight up this hill and two more like it in stair step fashion. The one lone pheasant, a rooster, left the fence at the top, ran alone the CRP ridge, then flushed just at the far edge of my range. Looking at an angle into the sun it took me a moment to decide if it was a rooster. By the time I saw color my two shots were just wasted frustration. I guess the dogs deserved at least a try.
This we the view from the top looking on southwest.
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