Bird Hunting Pictures

[Tally-Ho HUNTING SAFARIS]

 

[PCC600]

Good story. I had an old Purdey 2.5-inch 16 gauge that was a real killer. I sold it along with many of my guns when I learned of advanced cancer and did not want my wife getting stuck with trying to sell them. I made a miraculous recovery and am even able to resume hunting the mountains now. But I miss that old 16. Before I sold it, a friend invited me to a clay shoot at his club, and I clearly misunderstood what was going on. It was a trap shoot, and there I was with that SXS 16 attracting all the funny looks. At best I am a so-so shot with a shotgun having carried many rifle handling habits to the shotgun sports. And there everybody was with their target guns, towels, and shooting accessories but the Purdy 16 broke 24 of 25. I spent 6 years working in London and became quite an Anglophile where doubles are concerned. You'll not be disappointed if you can find the right British double 16.

Well done . I thing like being the odd man out and then delivering in spades .

 

[PCC600]

Well done . Nothing like being the odd man out and then delivering in spades .

 

[Tally-Ho HUNTING SAFARIS]

 

[Jfet]

Maybe my last trip too. Sigh!

One of the best ways to keep out “The Old Man” is to get a couple of English Cocker Spaniels

They do wonders for me.

 

[Jfet]

Since the early 1980’s I have spent the fall hunting running backs and quarterbacks in Texas. A few years as a player and then most of it as a coach. When Tuesday practice was going slow and it was 100* on the practice field I always wondered what it would be like in a cooler environment like Montana. This year I got to find out and do it with a group of dogs I got to train. Already plotting to go back next year.

First pheasant for Sassy and Roley

First sharptail grouse for me and Java. Java is my Forrest Gump dog. She is terrible to work with but once she is in the field everything good happens.

 

[Hunt anything]

Slow day 2, we managed 1 blue winged teal, 2 western Canada’s and 3 cranes. This was my first western (moffiti latin designation) this leaves me only the cackler (minima) and the Aleutian (leucoptera) of the Canada/calling goose clan to collect. One more day to go hopefully it will be a good one.

 

[Hunt anything]

That should be Canada/ cackling goose clan, here is a look at the western.

 

[ShaneLyle]

South Dakota!

 

[Altitude sickness]

I used to go to SD for years. With a large group of SD residents. The first trip I realized that they drive the birds into blockers.

Not the best tactic for a using a young pointer :>)))

So instead of ruining him I had to break off into a smaller group to work birds.

With that many birds and tactics. A flusher and or retriever worked better.

 

[Ontario Hunter]

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Just one honker yesterday. A couple thousand set in the neighbor's field. Quite the sight to watch as they filtered in flight after flight in the morning. Figured I'd wait till they left for water. The departing flock would be so big that surely some would have to fly over. They trickle in but all leave together. My only cover was an old railroad tie corner post and weed patch. The dogs had to stay in the vehicle. Sure enough I got a shot at one end of the mob as they left. Using the old 3" 870 because I'd lost the modified choke for my A5. IC just wasn't doing it. The 870 has fixed full and tough enough for steel shot. Hammered this bird and had to try to hit him again but forgot I was shooting a pump action. Second shot too late. But I knew that honker was done for. Finally went down about 3/4 mile across the neighbor's field. I looked for over an hour but couldn't find it. If a honker glides to the ground wings outstretched, it will land belly down and can be hard to see in barley stubble. It was a totally windless day and I had snowflakes of goose down floating down here and there to provide tracking. Last feather drifted down on the edge of the field next to timber. Oh oh. I went to get the dogs. Found four honkers had come into the decoys while I was gone. Nuts, no chance for a shot. Lab Ellie did find the dead honker in a valley in the trees filled with chest high grass. See the gap in timber in center of the photo at the far end of the field.

And here's night before facing east as sun is setting. The splashes of bright orange are Canadian sugar maple. We have the western most natural enclave of them. It's a mystery why they are this far west. Best theory is prehistoric natives brought the seeds.

 

[MarkinMI]

...my son and I had an awesome day of bird shooting in SA this past August: 64 birds, 10 different species, quite the experience, to say the least. We had a ball...

 

[Firebird]

I love all those different species!
Have had some good hunts closer to home but three species in one day is the best I have done. Congrats on the very cool bird hunting!

 

[DLSJR]

Last winter, only waterfowl hunt I was able to go on with my son. He brought a good friend who hadn’t been out with us in years. It was cold, but a good day.

 

[Firebird]

Murphy with sage grouse

 

[Altitude sickness]

September Ruffed Grouse hunt. The best we did this year, was 5 birds on one morning hunt

 

[MarkinMI]

Firebird, 5 grouse on one morning’s hunt is pretty darn good, those thunder chickens are hard to hit in the cover they like to call home.
Good shooting!
I live/hunt in N/E lower MI and my son and I chase birds around without a dog, tough going, but love hunting “partridge.”

 

[Altitude sickness]

There were eight of us without a dog. and we hit a pretty good hotspot. We missed an equal amount of birds. It was warm so we only hunted for about an hour and a half each morning.
But you’re correct it was a very good morning

 

[Ridgewalker]

This time of year makes me miss my GSP. We would likely have already been to a preserve for a warm up, then Montana for Huns and sharptails. Would be ready then for pheasant season in SD, NE, and KS.
A day alone with a dog, wild birds, CRP corners, ditches, etc. Finally ending the day sitting in the camper staring out the window straining to see a final flight of birds heading to water before roosting. Handing a treat to my GSP while I sip a nice single malt. Great memories!

A favorite picture a friend took for an article in the Colorado DOW magazine.

 

[jduckhunter]

I found myself with some time to kill in Wyoming last week after tagging out early on deer and pronghorn, so I picked up a small game license and chased these little devils around for a few days. What a blast!