For the next ten hours the four hunters in our group chased after these late season birds like it was opening day all over. The weather, 58 and sunny, helped fuel the chase. As the wind picked up, the birds started to hold slightly tighter than what I was expecting. That was fine with us.
As the day went on, it became clear that our success balanced on how well we shot. With that being said, 6 birds fell while many others escaped.
I have one more hunt planned before our seasons ends. Like everything else in life, all good things must come to an end.
|Pete and Brian on a break.|
|Huck, the hunting Jack Russell, roosters beware this little guy can hunt!|
|The long shadow of a late season hunt.|
|Good eats at the I-70 Diner in Flagler, CO.|