Later I saw two different woodcock rise from the area that Emma was hunting and I walked into one for a flush.
White wash on damp leaf pack, that's what gets a woodcock hunters blood pumping.
Emma tearing up the woods. So much for the plodding Ryman setter stereotype.
Something smells good.
One happy dog doing what she loves to do, hunt.
My season starts Saturday so it was nice to see some birds. I'll be hunting with a new set of hearing aids this year. My old "behind the ear" hearing aids were turned up to the max and still I was having trouble hearing so now have moved on to the "in the canal" hearing aids. Much more powerful I heard the woodcock twittering flight when they flushed this morning ,that's a sound I haven't hear for several years. It brought a smile to my face.