Thoughts and pictures of my wanderings through the Allegheny Mountains hunting grouse and woodcock with my Ryman-type English Setters during the fall and winter months, fishing for smallmouth bass in local streams and rivers during the summer months and wandering over my 66 acres of heaven year round.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
A Morning with Emma
With the passing of my mom to the dreaded Alzheimers disease this past week I haven't made many trips afield after the spring woodcock. I was able to get away this morning with Emma for a little run. We had almost made our circle back in the truck when she went on point.
After the woodcock flushed this is what I found. I got Emma on the leash and walked her to the truck.
Time to stay out of the woods and let mother woodcock raise her brood.