A5 Sweet 16
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As many of you know, the last month of my season was a tough one because my 6-yr-old springer Buzz died on Dec. 3 of pyothorax caused by a grass seed awn. Most likely inhaled, exited through a lung, into his chest cavity & killed him. I’ve been out a few times since then w/ friends, but the spark definitely wasn’t there. Even though the fellowship is great & it’s a blast to watch their dogs, it’s just been tough to get excited about hunting.
Because the weather & harvest this year were so out of the ordinary, coupled with the fact that my hunting was curtailed once the birds in my area finally did bunch up, I really don’t think I got a good feel for bird numbers. I shot plenty of them though, & I guess maybe on the public land I hunt, bird numbers might have been up a little over last year. Maybe 15% or so??
I’ve never experienced an entire season of such tough conditions. Late, late harvest. Tons of standing water. Then no snow until VERY late. Except for corn being picked, the birds had every option open to them in December that they had available in October. Then when we finally DID get a significant snow, the weather got nice again. Since pheasants usually use the lightest cover they can get away with, I think they spent LOTS of time this season standing around in picked corn fields for much of the day. Snow cover on the corn fields either blew off or melted quickly, allowing them to just disappear out there. Or they were sunning themselves on top of 2’ of blown-in snow, using the sparse top couple feet of CRP grass poking through the snow as minimal cover. Just enough cover for them to feel safe. Just really uncooperative weather.
I ended my season on a “big” hunt that’s typically not really my thing. But since I’m dogless, I decided this was the year to accept the invitation. One day. 8 guns. 4 dogs. Private land that probably sees moderate to heavy pressure. 45-50 degrees. Sunny. No wind. We shot 16. Missed a handful. Never really found the big numbers that they know are around, but we still saw several hundred birds. Unbelievably spooky of course. Just too nice a day & the majority of the birds, especially roosters, simply made themselves unhuntable (probably as I described in the previous paragraph).
So if I really try to be optimistic & find that silver lining, I guess it was an OK season. Really looking forward to a summer spent training a puppy & getting him/her out there next fall, taking the first steps to becoming another in a series of masterful springers who seem to be able to make roosters materialize out of thin air.
Because the weather & harvest this year were so out of the ordinary, coupled with the fact that my hunting was curtailed once the birds in my area finally did bunch up, I really don’t think I got a good feel for bird numbers. I shot plenty of them though, & I guess maybe on the public land I hunt, bird numbers might have been up a little over last year. Maybe 15% or so??
I’ve never experienced an entire season of such tough conditions. Late, late harvest. Tons of standing water. Then no snow until VERY late. Except for corn being picked, the birds had every option open to them in December that they had available in October. Then when we finally DID get a significant snow, the weather got nice again. Since pheasants usually use the lightest cover they can get away with, I think they spent LOTS of time this season standing around in picked corn fields for much of the day. Snow cover on the corn fields either blew off or melted quickly, allowing them to just disappear out there. Or they were sunning themselves on top of 2’ of blown-in snow, using the sparse top couple feet of CRP grass poking through the snow as minimal cover. Just enough cover for them to feel safe. Just really uncooperative weather.
I ended my season on a “big” hunt that’s typically not really my thing. But since I’m dogless, I decided this was the year to accept the invitation. One day. 8 guns. 4 dogs. Private land that probably sees moderate to heavy pressure. 45-50 degrees. Sunny. No wind. We shot 16. Missed a handful. Never really found the big numbers that they know are around, but we still saw several hundred birds. Unbelievably spooky of course. Just too nice a day & the majority of the birds, especially roosters, simply made themselves unhuntable (probably as I described in the previous paragraph).
So if I really try to be optimistic & find that silver lining, I guess it was an OK season. Really looking forward to a summer spent training a puppy & getting him/her out there next fall, taking the first steps to becoming another in a series of masterful springers who seem to be able to make roosters materialize out of thin air.
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