rip18
Senior Member
I actually got off on time today. I had everything ready to go deer hunting, but the thermometer in my truck said 78°. I just didn't want to go sit in the heat & bugs. I stopped by a 3-acre beaver pond on the way home, climbed up on the cab of the truck, & glassed it for ducks. The teal haven't been seen since 2 days before the season opened, & no woodies were in sight this afternoon. I came on home.
It looked like I had 3 choices: 1) throw the boat in the river & see if I couldn't drift up on or pass shoot some woodies, 2) go chase the couple of snipe I have been seeing near one of my deer stands, or 3) wash dishes like my wife wanted.
I figured getting the boat in the water would cost me 30 minutes & only leave 30 minutes of legal shooting light. Washing dishes can be done after dark. So I grabbed my shotgun, bird vest, & the dog and off we went. This is the first time my Boykin spaniel, Otis, has gone hunting this year. He saw the gun go in the truck & when I told him to load up, I thought he was going to wriggle to death!
We signed into our block on the hunting club. We got out & walked the holes where I have been seeing snipe (not just occaisionally seeing snipe, but REGULARLY seeing snipe) & did not flush a single one!
We walked on back into a big clearcut to the swamp edge & an armadillo flushed under Otis' nose. When I blew the whistle to call him off, a snipe got up at about 20 yards. Barrel #1 missed. At the report, a second snipe flushed and barrel #2 missed as well. We walked on & flushed a third, barrels 1 & 2 missed again. We now have 3 flushes and 4 shots. We made a big loop up the edge of the swamp in really snipey looking places & didn't see anymore, though we saw both snipe & woodcock sign (I'm really glad I didn't see any woodcock because I have been trying to hold off going in there till timberdoodle season opens). We came back to where we flushed the first 3 and pushed on in the other direction for about 70 yards & flushed #4. At the first shot, down he went. Otis went & got him, & we hunted on but didn't see any more snipe.
Basically we had about an hour in the field. Saw 4 birds, fired 5 shots in about a 3/4 mile walk. I was drenched with sweat when we got back to the truck. I don't know why I thought it was too hot to deer hunt, but not too hot to traipse around in the heat. Oh well, it was a great way to end the afternoon!
Guess I better go wash dishes now...
It looked like I had 3 choices: 1) throw the boat in the river & see if I couldn't drift up on or pass shoot some woodies, 2) go chase the couple of snipe I have been seeing near one of my deer stands, or 3) wash dishes like my wife wanted.
I figured getting the boat in the water would cost me 30 minutes & only leave 30 minutes of legal shooting light. Washing dishes can be done after dark. So I grabbed my shotgun, bird vest, & the dog and off we went. This is the first time my Boykin spaniel, Otis, has gone hunting this year. He saw the gun go in the truck & when I told him to load up, I thought he was going to wriggle to death!
We signed into our block on the hunting club. We got out & walked the holes where I have been seeing snipe (not just occaisionally seeing snipe, but REGULARLY seeing snipe) & did not flush a single one!
We walked on back into a big clearcut to the swamp edge & an armadillo flushed under Otis' nose. When I blew the whistle to call him off, a snipe got up at about 20 yards. Barrel #1 missed. At the report, a second snipe flushed and barrel #2 missed as well. We walked on & flushed a third, barrels 1 & 2 missed again. We now have 3 flushes and 4 shots. We made a big loop up the edge of the swamp in really snipey looking places & didn't see anymore, though we saw both snipe & woodcock sign (I'm really glad I didn't see any woodcock because I have been trying to hold off going in there till timberdoodle season opens). We came back to where we flushed the first 3 and pushed on in the other direction for about 70 yards & flushed #4. At the first shot, down he went. Otis went & got him, & we hunted on but didn't see any more snipe.
Basically we had about an hour in the field. Saw 4 birds, fired 5 shots in about a 3/4 mile walk. I was drenched with sweat when we got back to the truck. I don't know why I thought it was too hot to deer hunt, but not too hot to traipse around in the heat. Oh well, it was a great way to end the afternoon!
Guess I better go wash dishes now...