chadsbritt
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Well, I must say; Monday was an amazing day. Me and one of my buddies were able to make it out for the final day of the season and had a blast. The day started a little late and we didn't start hunting until after 8. Right away a hen jumped up in front of me, and then two roosters further out. By the time I realized a rooster was in the air, he was out of range.
We then proceeded to hunt a large field we've had pretty good luck in. The entire first side was walked with only one hen jumping up at the end of the field. We turned and started walking the north side of the field. About half way down, I briefly saw a bird running in front of me. I didn't have time to say anything before he jumped up. My first shot missed and either my friend or myself nailed him after that. Gauge, my brittany, made a great retrieve for us.
As we approached the end of the field I was ready for the birds to start popping up. Last Thursday we had over ten birds come up, half of which were roosters. Well, right as we were at the end of the field a rooster gave himself up and I took him with the first shot. Another great retrieve by Gauge! The last side of the field was walked with anticipation, but the birds just didn't want to play with us.
We then moved to an old abandoned farm yard. About twenty yards in, roosters started getting up everywhere. We didn't know what to do, but ended up taking one bird each. We were at four birds and only needed two more for our limit!
We then headed over to a friends property to hunt a pivot corner with huge pine trees and thick switchgrass. Not two minutes into the hunt, two roosters popped up in front of my friend. He nailed the first one, but missed the second. It took a little time to locate the downed bird, but we did find it. We continued on north, into the stiff wind, and approached the corner of the field. Suddenly, about six birds were in the air. I located a rooster and pulled the trigger. He was down and in the mouth of my Brittany before I had time to celebrate. We were done. Two guys with six birds... and it was only 11:00.
I couldn't believe it. I'm sure glad I decided to make one final drive out east.
We then proceeded to hunt a large field we've had pretty good luck in. The entire first side was walked with only one hen jumping up at the end of the field. We turned and started walking the north side of the field. About half way down, I briefly saw a bird running in front of me. I didn't have time to say anything before he jumped up. My first shot missed and either my friend or myself nailed him after that. Gauge, my brittany, made a great retrieve for us.
As we approached the end of the field I was ready for the birds to start popping up. Last Thursday we had over ten birds come up, half of which were roosters. Well, right as we were at the end of the field a rooster gave himself up and I took him with the first shot. Another great retrieve by Gauge! The last side of the field was walked with anticipation, but the birds just didn't want to play with us.
We then moved to an old abandoned farm yard. About twenty yards in, roosters started getting up everywhere. We didn't know what to do, but ended up taking one bird each. We were at four birds and only needed two more for our limit!
We then headed over to a friends property to hunt a pivot corner with huge pine trees and thick switchgrass. Not two minutes into the hunt, two roosters popped up in front of my friend. He nailed the first one, but missed the second. It took a little time to locate the downed bird, but we did find it. We continued on north, into the stiff wind, and approached the corner of the field. Suddenly, about six birds were in the air. I located a rooster and pulled the trigger. He was down and in the mouth of my Brittany before I had time to celebrate. We were done. Two guys with six birds... and it was only 11:00.
I couldn't believe it. I'm sure glad I decided to make one final drive out east.
