Tuesday, October 17, 2017

And So It Begins

Monday Thicket and I started off the woodcock season with a trip to Piney Creek.  The cover is still hellish thick and Thicket found only one woodcock which I missed.


 
 
Piney Creek


 
 
Back at the truck. Hot tired, but happy.
 
 
 
Tuesday was Emma's turn and she didn't let me down.  We hunted the Church Hill covert and the woodcock were there.  She found most of the birds in scattered wild pear thickets.


 
Her first point produced a double flush which I missed. Then I settled down and dropped the birds in her next two points.

 
 
The day started to heat up so we called it a day. We moved a total of 7 birds in 2 hours, all native birds. It will probably be several more weeks before we see flight birds.


Saturday, September 30, 2017

The Harrier Hawk Covert

Thicket and I took a preseason run yesterday through the Harrier Hawk Covert in search of woodcock.  A reclaimed stripmine with islands of aspen with a goldenrod understory and some spruce trees and autumn olive bushes scattered in. I found this covert last year and had several good hunts with Emma. Yesterday Thicket could only find a young turkey which she pointed handsomely. Once the flights start I hope this cover will again hold some woodcock.

 
The cover.
 



 
A happy dog.
 
 
Thicket's turkey point.

 
 
Back at the truck, tired but happy.
 
 


Sunday, September 17, 2017

Signs of Fall

Everywhere I look I see signs of Fall.
 



 
 
Goldenrod always brings back memories of my youth. Hunting weedfields and grown over fence rows with my beagle Queenie, my first hunting dog.
 
 
A Hawthorn bearing particularly large fruit.

 
 
The signs of fall are signs of days to be spent afield making memories of hunts that are special not because of filled gamebags but because of the moments spent with a special dog and a special gun.


Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Liberty apples

I picked my Liberty apples this week. They could have hung on for another few weeks but the birds had found them and were taking more than their share.  A little tart but still a great tasting apple which should mellow after a little while in the refrigerator.


The bees were also liking the taste of the Liberty apple.
 

 

 
Liberty has a natural waxy "bloom".
 
 

Which easily rubs off and gives the apples a very shiny skin.
 
 

This is the second box the bear has torn down in this location.  Time to move it somewhere else.
 
 

I had company in the orchard.  A fawn who had just about lost his or her spots.

Saturday, September 2, 2017

The Deerfield

I made it out fishing one evening last week with Russell on the Deerfield section of the river.  Named after the herds of deer I used to see in the immense field than lays between the road and the river last week we saw only 2 deer on our walk out at dusk.




Last week we had fished 1/4 mile upstream with poor success, but this night the Fishing Gods smiled upon us and we had an enjoyable evening catching Smallmouth bass and Rock bass.
 

 
I lost the biggest fish of the night, a Smallie probably 15 inches or so, as I was trying to land it, but it was still a very satisfying evening with a good number of 10 to 13 inch Smallies and several large Rock bass.


 
Hopefully we'll be able to make it out several more times before the Hunting season enthralls us.


Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Sweet

Checked on the hive yesterday and it looks like we'll be getting some honey from the girls this year.