spring
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The shadows were getting long at the end of day mostly devoted to getting my young French Brittany, Remy, some work. We were headed back to my truck and I decided to walk thru an area I hadn’t hunted all season. We hadn’t gone in there too far when Remy started acting birdy and soon locked down. I walked into where I thought the birds might be but nothing was there. I called Remy off the point and he eased down a bit before locking down again, this time with certainty. It was a beautiful flush and I hit one but not well. The bird landed in an old cedar tree blow down. Remy’s effort to find and ultimately get him out was about the highlight.
Good times!
Good times!
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