Well this year's pheasant season started out with an incredible day yesterday. My dad, brother, and I spent our morning in some of our favorite spots. The Britts were on fire finding, pointing, and retrieving roosters. My dad went through half a box of shells but shot his first limit of roosters in a long time. We had some dandy wingshooting and dog work.
After that was done, I went out in the evening and took a limit of sharptail. Doubled on a point over Jazz.
Counting my blessings this morning. Moved 9 grouse in 90 minutes. Dogs were awesome. Could have taken more, but just went 2 for 2 on the finely worked birds. Jazz pointed and retrieved a nice mature bird. Milly tracked down the other one that Jazz had pointed. I winged it down, thought I lost it, l looked up to see Milly working back up the brushy path from about 40 yards away with the grouse.
Back to back 3 species days. Yesterday: Chukar, Huns, and Blue grouse. Today: sharptail grouse, ruff grouse and Huns. Feeling blessed!
Chased some partridge the last couple days, didn't bag any but got into some. Finally went and chased some ruff grouse around and took a couple. Dogs did a good job.
Love running all 3 Britts at the same time. Nothing better then when they point, honor, and respect each other.
Not a big fan of put & take pheasant hunts, but this one does fund my bad habits. Yesterday the dogs were phenomenal taking people out on a pheasant hunt. These guys have been with me several years now and love the dogs!
Went out for a short 7 mile hike before work today. Dogs got into a few Ruffs and blues. It's hot still and smoky from the fires. We were able to take one nice blue today. Milly with the retrieve.
