Saturday, January 29, 2011

The I-70 Drive

Towards the end of every journey you sometimes find it's hard to drum up enough strength to keep it going.  As my Upland season comes to an end, I find that I still have the desire to chase after the birds but the physical toll starts to overcome that passion. That's where caffeine and birds come in.  Yesterday morning's 180 mile drive to our pheasant covers was a harder than usual drive.  It seemed that I just couldn't wake up, no mater the amount of coffee that was consumed.  I finally was alert when the first cock pheasant flushed.  It's funny how birds can do that to you!

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.


Razor dog!

Huck, the hunting Jack Russell, roosters beware this little guy can hunt!

Vegas


The long shadow of a late season hunt.

Abby

My Girls!

The crew!
Good eats at the I-70 Diner in Flagler, CO.

til next time....

2 comments:

Greyphase said...

Hey Matt

Great to see that your girls are out in the fields again. Looks like you had a perfect day to hunt, but damn is it flat out there :).

Rick

Karen Thomason/Gordon Setter Crossing said...

Yay! Nice pics this time of dogs AND birds! You guys sure look happy I can tell you are good friends. Love the pics and Huck is adorable! One of the cutest Jack Russell's I've ever seen.