Frankie Wild Apple LJ The title of this post may sound like a football score but it is in fact the number of birds we found today. We started off with Trash in a cover that produced no birds and then ran Lj in the No Name Cover. LJs first find was a group of […]
PART THREE The next time the puppy stopped Art and Fred left the Doc in the trail and went in to the dog. Soon Art yelled, “Coming out.” He looked up at the top of trees where he thought he could hear the whistling wings. As a woodcock appeared he raised the shotgun and fired […]
PART TWO Fred had even more advice as they followed the dog through the woods. This time the dog stopped, pointing in small patch of alders on the edge of a clearing. Art looked into the alders and said’ “I see the woodcock on the ground. Put the kid on the far edge and I’ll […]
PART ONE It seemed easy enough; at least the way his soon to be father-in-law, Art, described it. They would let the dogs go one at a time and then follow them through the woods. When the dog stopped they would walk to the dog, flush the bird, and then shoot it. It seemed important […]