Amarillo Mike with his turd hounds flushing a covey of bobs in the Texas Panhandle. Few events in life give a higher thrill than when a covey bursts into the air from your feet! I've never been able to calmly handle it. The current drought has pretty well eliminated the birds for the next few years.....

It's fun to set these photo shots up. Dogs go on point (wild birds), you run around to the best available spot for the picture, quickly set it up in the viewfinder and then snap the shot the instant you hear the birds flush. No way to see it in the viewfinder beforehand. This was a good one--certainly not more than 1/4 to 1/2 second after the flush began. Mike is lightening fast with his gun but hasn't even begun mounting it. Heh, heh....but he did drop one. It's incredible how fast these birds can attain warp speed. And their ability to hide and conceal themselves is a mystery. This covey was cornered in an open area, no brush. At one time I couldn't have been more than 10' from them and staring exactly where the dogs were looking and never could see them. Happens time and time again. Guess that's one of the reasons they're survivors.


Last edited by Joe Wood; 11/24/11 08:08 PM.
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