Thread: Game bird diary for all

Hunted some rubbishy bush covered hill country for two finds today, both cocks. No shots fired, due to the cover I couldn't get a bead on either. Thought I'd take the opportunity to use the finds to enforce Bettys' steadiness, but she dropped to flush both times before I could blow the drop whistle, and looked at me in a condescending manner when I did

Tons of birds on the way in, so did a quick door knock and the cockie was happy to see me. Told me not to bother with his front country for shooting (which blew me away given the numbers I saw on the way in) and took me to the back of his place and showed me some absolutely prime country bordering his eucalypt block. Think 300 acres of inkweed kind of thing. I was frothing. I'm back there tomorrow at the crack, wish me luck!