I grew up when these little guys were not on most hunters radar and they were plentiful . I still remember the first flush at 14 years old (lied about my age to get a license ) What the hell was that after I emptied my m12 16 gauge and never raised a feather . We hunted the creeks of Niagara at dusk to catch what we called the night flight the little fellows would take flight just before dark and fill the skys . Got hooked on the critters and went through three great Britts a Yellow Lab
and believe it or not a little Beagle that was a cracker jack on these birds and would also retrieve them as did all my dogs . Spent a few seasons on a national woodcock survey and watched them go downhill along with most upland game now days . I am happy I grew up in those days.
and believe it or not a little Beagle that was a cracker jack on these birds and would also retrieve them as did all my dogs . Spent a few seasons on a national woodcock survey and watched them go downhill along with most upland game now days . I am happy I grew up in those days.