Great days hunting(craic)

Dupont

released a couple of cocks saturday and when putting one into the sack it got out and flew into the back of the van and sat on a bar between the two seats:pa lot of laughing a couple of wing slaps in the face and spur marks on my hand we got him again and released them into a bog. the uncle said to be down for 9 this morning so got down this morning and he said he was chating to a couple of boys(OAP)in the pub last night and they wanted to go out for a shot this morning so they were headind out with us. we met them and examined the hardware(old rusty pump action,mud splattered single barrell)off we went to the first spot an orchard were we released two cocks before new year and after a quick run around the springer was on to somthing and in a fallen aplle tree out comes a cock crowing.shouts of bird coming your way could be heard miles away yet it sailed over the oldies head and was in the next parish before a shot was fired:Done for another day.on to the next spot and the springer put up a hen and then a cock. the cock came flying at me from left to right and i gave him both barrels and he didnt even flinch:oon to another spot but there was nobody home so we went to the edge of a planting and the dog rise a stunning cock just infront of me and i knocked it and it dropped straight down as it curved over the trees and started to duck into the thick planting.dog didnt see where it landed so sent it for retrieve and i could see the feathers but no bird,runner,dog had the scent and ran straight to were he picked it up and came back and gave to hand:D went back to the house and it was time for the wirehaird poniter to shine. we went to a rushy field and half way through the dog started to get intrested and then he went rock solid on point and then flushed a lovely cock that came zooming down the field and started to gain height to clear the hedge when it came thundering down to the third shot,dog went straight for it and had a lovely retrieve back to hand( still debating whos shot it was:p)on to last place for the day and there was pheasant dung eveywhere and when we got to the top of the field beside a farm we were greeted with an eldery farmer with a spotless lanber shotgun in hand:eek: saying we were to late thet he shot one yesterday. after a quick chat he said to try the rough cover on the top of the hill and as soon as we got there dog seemed very intersted and i could hear somthing moving in the hedge when a fox:eek: gets out the far side but was missed. dog only 15ft in front of that goes steady on point and cock goes out far side but silence. then a lot of swearing ,dud catridge that foxs sunday dinner had been disturbed :pnot a big bag but was great to be out watching the dogs working and a bit of craic

One shot on kill

sounds like a very enjoyable day infairness
well done