A fairly rushed morning, started off with the wind on our back so a decision was made to walk to the other end of the forest and work our way back. Even tho the dog is old enough to know how to work the wind, it still puts the odds against him and I'm not keen to set him up to fail.
Ironically enough, walking on the beaten track with Aki on the lead 5-6 pheasants were having a gathering, and not long after 2 more were flushed behind us. Couldn't blame the dog for not picking up any scent, I worked him too far froward. But he had to be blamed for not listening to my stop whistle, I had a bit of a chat with the specialist before we continued.
No bird contact for the next couple of hours. For last I left a nice little spot where I usually find brown quail, before we call it the day maybe we can find a sparrow or two. No luck there too...
To give it a bit more irony I change the #9s for some Fiocchi #6s as we exit the scrubby quail grounds and Aki slams on point as soon as I put the gun over the shoulder.... Couple of snaps with my phone and we moved in for the flush...Not to rush things, I left the first bird go, but the second one was dead on the sights so I gave it a nudge... The specialist was steady so a pat on the head was deserved...dead brownie in the bag, off to the car and home for a beer....
Sorry for the photo quality...
Love your reports Petros
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Go Aki!!! Shocking quality of fotos
...amitie, respect mutuel et amour...
...le beau et le bon, cela rime avec Breton!...
They do not know what they are missing...
...amitie, respect mutuel et amour...
...le beau et le bon, cela rime avec Breton!...
Loving the dog photos and sweet reports, keep them coming.
Friend and I drove over 2 hr on Sunday, spent 3.5hr hunting and got 1 quail. Mind you, we missed a few.no wonder people think we,re mad spending hours and a not insignificant amount of wedge to bring home a bird not much bigger than a blackbird
the trick is to figure out why you missed them
everytime i think i have i manage to miss them in a different way.
so close yet so fast and manueverable the little buggers.
what gets me is the amount of non gunners who say '' you got a shotgun how can you miss ''
''fucken easily'' i reply
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quail is about 15 ft in front and just on the edge of the right hand tire track two thirds thru the curve
hahah... I get that quite often.
Funniest part on Monday morning in the office I get asked "how was your weekend" so I end up getting excited explaining every detail about how the dog ran, where the birds were, how was the weather, and the final straw is when I say "but I missed everything"....
Whoever has asked me usually stands there confused questioning my sanity....
They are very cunning. They fly out when you turn your back, out behind trees, into trees where you never can see them and most amazing is their ability to land and just dissapear. We saw a covey running and it flew into 1 tree. We sneaked around behind the tree in an effort to flush them back out onto the low scrub on the river bed. Some we shot at and missed and probably half went out onto the river bed. We never found one of them. We stopped off at another area on the way home and a dozen or so flushed from manuka and scrub like a rocket heading for the really thick stuff (those huge blackberry patches ) and I was lucky to hit one and thought I might have to call my friend over with his dog to help find it as my dog didn't see it at all, but he soon came out the bushes with it. I was lucky it wasn't a runner.
I know I make the mistake, but I have figured it out that sometimes we, not our dogs, but we get too close to the covey...scenerio...dog on point (you know instinctively that it is not pheasant by the way dog is pointing) we move on up...like the lifesaving Hiemlich manoeuvre which is now deemed unnecessary, I have found that by staying back a bit and letting the pellets reach out, even I shoot better and somehow you can better concentrate of the individuals and not the mass because you can see more of the picture than just a glorious blur of grey...
...amitie, respect mutuel et amour...
...le beau et le bon, cela rime avec Breton!...
i got you beat i know where a big covey roosts
right thinks i flush them from roost trees follow and begin all time best quail tally.
uhuhuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh nah the little bastards just jumped from one tree to another so i chased them around about an acre before even i realised they,d made a dick of me .
the dog had worked it out long before and never left his pointing up the succession of trees.
i could hve beaned a couple every time the changed trees but that aint hunting so i content myself catching them occasionaly in the scrub or ambushing them on thier way back from a free feed .
you send the dog to flush then?same but actually taking a step back and sideways giving your self more room can help to., I have found that by staying back a bit and letting the pellets reach out, even I shoot better and somehow you can better concentrate of the individuals and not the mass because you can see more of the picture than just a glorious blur of grey...
your right being to close to the flush is sometimes worse than being to far away
I flush brownies each day. I must give this bird shooting a go on day too
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