After a day of hunting, we headed for a cabin that a friend said I could stay in. After a good night's sleep, we were ready for another day of chasing roosters. I checked some new public areas but only flushed two hens after 2 hours of walking. Figured it was time to hit the areas I knew held birds. We made a big circle thru a Waterfowl Production Area and on the backside we slid along a cattail swamp. Wiley got really birdy and dove into the cattails moving back and forth. Up come a rooster for a nice right to left crossing shot. I settled the 20 gauge in front of him and down he went. Wiley pounded thru the cattails after him and was having a heckuva time bringing him back thru that thick stuff.
Next, we headed to one last public area and again slid along a cattail swamp edge which works well. Wiley uses the wind and it wasn't long before he dove into the thick stuff and he wasn't coming out. I readied the gun and up comes another rooster. Two shots later and he was down. Wiley brought him back and we were done hunting. On the drive home, I just thought about blessed I've been. Just being alive for one, for having a great family, for the friends I've met on this forum, and for being able to enjoy the outdoors.
Edited by Ironranger, 29 November 2008 - 02:05 PM.