BirdManMike
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What a difference 15 degrees F(reedom) makes - 30 degree morning instead of 45+ (no idea what that translates to in C(ommunist) measurements).
Roach's head was in it - fully ready to participate.
Nice point on the grouse, but they werent in the best spot. I still put him up in the hopes I could sneak round and flush them the way I wanted. He stuck with me wonderfully, mounting great. The point was 300+ yards away, and I slowly let him mount as I worked in. I had almost gotten the group when they went for it, no fault of (the amazing) Greta Grouse who didnt break point until they flew. They are jumpy and rightfully so - a couple vehicles with dogs showed up after we were done, so they must be getting shot at.
Roach was in decent position and at 800+ when they headed down to creek bottom on the flush. He pursued, hard, down to the creek, but came up short. I wish I couldve gotten between them and the creek, but not to be - thats the game and we lost.
Roach came flying back and mounted again. I let Greta run the field some more but I knew there wouldnt be anything else. With Roach at 600' or so and sticking with us, I decided to reward the flying with a homer flight.
Roach stopped hard, got dodged, pitched up, and coursed the homers, pitching up and taking shots as he could, eventually getting beat then pulling off to come down to the lure. It had been 10 flights of game at this point with no homers...
And the pigeon flight was as rewarding - or more so - than any of the recent hun kills. I daresay I miss it, but not entirely. Im into the booze this evening - hence this post, I wasnt going to post the flight at all - but as rewarding as the successes on game are, I still cant help enjoying watching the flight on homing pigeons more - I cant adequately explain them, but...well...lets just say releasing the pigeons today and watching the ensuing battle was as good as it gets.
I cant fly tomorrow. Work stuff. Back at it Friday.
Roach's head was in it - fully ready to participate.
Nice point on the grouse, but they werent in the best spot. I still put him up in the hopes I could sneak round and flush them the way I wanted. He stuck with me wonderfully, mounting great. The point was 300+ yards away, and I slowly let him mount as I worked in. I had almost gotten the group when they went for it, no fault of (the amazing) Greta Grouse who didnt break point until they flew. They are jumpy and rightfully so - a couple vehicles with dogs showed up after we were done, so they must be getting shot at.
Roach was in decent position and at 800+ when they headed down to creek bottom on the flush. He pursued, hard, down to the creek, but came up short. I wish I couldve gotten between them and the creek, but not to be - thats the game and we lost.
Roach came flying back and mounted again. I let Greta run the field some more but I knew there wouldnt be anything else. With Roach at 600' or so and sticking with us, I decided to reward the flying with a homer flight.
Roach stopped hard, got dodged, pitched up, and coursed the homers, pitching up and taking shots as he could, eventually getting beat then pulling off to come down to the lure. It had been 10 flights of game at this point with no homers...
And the pigeon flight was as rewarding - or more so - than any of the recent hun kills. I daresay I miss it, but not entirely. Im into the booze this evening - hence this post, I wasnt going to post the flight at all - but as rewarding as the successes on game are, I still cant help enjoying watching the flight on homing pigeons more - I cant adequately explain them, but...well...lets just say releasing the pigeons today and watching the ensuing battle was as good as it gets.
I cant fly tomorrow. Work stuff. Back at it Friday.