|Our Mountainside View.|
We awoke in the morning, with the sun starting poke through the mountains. I was not sure what to expect. After a poor water year I stopped hunting quail pretty early last year and focused on ducks so with even a drier year this year I didn't expect too much but tried to stay optimistic.
|Get To Hunt The Fancy Gun (Merkel 147SL) Today. A Perfect Motif For The Day.|
I intentionally camped within hearing distance of a nearby roosting area in the hopes of hearing some quail calling in the morning. When we awoke it was dead silent. After I broke down camp and set up for the hunt we were off in the direction near the roosting area. We worked the draw as this is highway for the birds to water. I saw no sign of tracks. Kaiser worked hard looking for game but we moved out of the draw to the field. Reaching the next draw, we entered with hopes of busting a few.
All we saw was a cottontail that I had no shot as once I saw it, it ran into the thick stuff and was lost. We climbed out of the draw into the fields and Kaiser would go birdy moving from air scenting to ground scenting but would lose the trail after a while. Eventually he found a single that wild flushed 60 yards away. No shot and I marked where it landed. It went back into the draw we just exited. We gave chase and I hoped the bird landed high into the draw so we worked the top side of it with no luck. I had no intention of reentering the depths of the draw again and gave up the chase and moved on. After what seemed like an eternity of hiking another single, a male, flushed wild. This time I was able to take the shot but missed with both barrels. I marked where it landed and we made chase never to find it again.
|A Hunter I Met With A Purdey Island Lock. Very Nice.|
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|Lunch Time For Me.|
|The Can Made A Nice Water Container For Kaiser.|
|The Bag. No Quail, Only A Cottontail And A Jack.|
After several hours of hard work we began making our way back. In a small draw we spooked what I initially though was a cottontail and as I drew my bead on it and fired, I then realized it was a jack. I didn't intend on taking another jack. As Kaiser handed it back to me we made a few steps and this time a cottontail emerged. I took it, hitting him in the head taking both eyes out. It was not a pretty sight but life and death can be ugly at times.
|Much The Landscape Is Now Loaded With These.|
By this time we were done with the G-Spot and I wondered if any of those birds made it through the tough times. There were a few nearby spots and when I reached them I choose not to take those roads. I was in no mood to off road, even if they were easy trails so I headed to another great area on the way home. Last year parts of this area were started to be posted with No Trespassing signs. The area I hunted in the past is public but you need to cross through private land . All the roads now are posted and there is no easy way to enter the hot spots anymore. I headed home and asked my new iphone if there was any traffic in (hel)L.A. and showed no traffic. Shocking. No traffic on a Sunday at a time when everyone is making their way home from the weekend. I decided to trust the iphone and take the 5 home. No traffic my ass. Siri, you lying whore.
|Waiting At The 24 Hour Pet Hospital As Kaiser Gets X-rayed.|