Moving up the first draw the dogs went on point. I dismounted, moved in and flushed a hen. Just as she flew, on up the draw I heard a rooster crow. I looked around, but there was no second bird in the air. He had given himself away. I now knew that there was at least one rooster close by. The dogs moved on ahead 20 feet or so, went on point for about 3 seconds when he flew just out of range. I peppered him with a shot out of frustration, but he was gone.
We hunted two more draws and were heading down hill back to the pickup just before dark. The dogs got birdie again. I got off the horse and followed the them down hill for several hundred yards. I called the dogs off and we went back for the horse, then headed on down the hill again. I thought that they might pick up the trail they had been on when I road on down into that area. They did, but they split up. The Brittney was going down hill in the general direction of the pick up without much enthusiasm, but I followed. In a couple minutes I realized that I had lost track of the Shorthair. I stopped, called several times, bussed her collier a few times, and waited to see if she would show herself. I was looking back up hill where I had seem her last. About 200 yards away back up on a side hill a rooster flew off. Now I knew where she was, and wished I had followed her. I few seconds later here she came. She is a good tracker. I should have done my job better.
That was it for the day, but we will go back one more time before the season ends next week.
 |
| This is looking up hill into Idaho. |
 |
| This is looking down hill back into Washington. |
 |
| The horse can be seem in the middle of this picture, and the one just above it. |
 |
| The dogs hunting a narrow strip at the bottom of the hill. |
No comments:
Post a Comment