Pete and I just got back from a trip to SD with an old friend. We hunted a National Grassland in South Dakota for Pheasants, Greater Prairie Chickens and Sharptails. This was really the perfect venue, since Tom wanted good wild pheasants and I needed some chickens after my serious whiff on Lesser Prairie Chickens last year.
Tom brought his GSP Conan who makes his living as a Woodcock, Ruffed Grouse and stocked Pheasant dog, he adapted well to the prairies and did well with hard hunted chickens and running roosters (well for a non-black dog, anyway). Tom and Conan on the hunt…
I just love the prairies…
I usually shun the activity associated with the active agriculture harvest, but pressure was light and man o’ man there were birds. We hit the timing well and there was a lot of cut and being cut corn adjacent to the grassland…
Cut corn sure can be beautiful in the right light…
The deer appeared after everything got cut locally…
We camped along a slough with some cover from the wind and had the added bonus of duck music in camp…
Some nights got a bit below freezing - brrrr…
At least the dogs were well taken care of….
Pete doing what I think is his favorite thing in the world, running the grasslands rousting game birds.
Reward…
We had a great time with chickens and sharptails on the grasslands, but being able to do some pass shooting to rest the dog was really nice. Not my favorite way, but it sure was a nice break.
Pete pretty worn towards the end of the trip...
We had plenty of birds to keep me happy….
One of those really quick limits where it all works out right…
Now, Conan lives up to his name as a groundhog destroyer at home and I knew porcupines would be a problem. It took until almost the last day before he found one that wanted to play…
After all, it is all about the scenery and sunsets, right???
Tom and Conan on the last evening looking for a rooster to hold for them.
Tom brought his GSP Conan who makes his living as a Woodcock, Ruffed Grouse and stocked Pheasant dog, he adapted well to the prairies and did well with hard hunted chickens and running roosters (well for a non-black dog, anyway). Tom and Conan on the hunt…
I just love the prairies…
I usually shun the activity associated with the active agriculture harvest, but pressure was light and man o’ man there were birds. We hit the timing well and there was a lot of cut and being cut corn adjacent to the grassland…
Cut corn sure can be beautiful in the right light…
The deer appeared after everything got cut locally…
We camped along a slough with some cover from the wind and had the added bonus of duck music in camp…
Some nights got a bit below freezing - brrrr…
At least the dogs were well taken care of….
Pete doing what I think is his favorite thing in the world, running the grasslands rousting game birds.
Reward…
We had a great time with chickens and sharptails on the grasslands, but being able to do some pass shooting to rest the dog was really nice. Not my favorite way, but it sure was a nice break.
Pete pretty worn towards the end of the trip...
We had plenty of birds to keep me happy….
One of those really quick limits where it all works out right…
Now, Conan lives up to his name as a groundhog destroyer at home and I knew porcupines would be a problem. It took until almost the last day before he found one that wanted to play…
After all, it is all about the scenery and sunsets, right???
Tom and Conan on the last evening looking for a rooster to hold for them.
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