We whacked the woodys this morning, on public land. A buddy on mine and I scouted all day yesterday and found a small hole holding about 70 in it and they all came back this morning. Awesome time for a public land hunt. Best of all my lab had two outstanding retrieves on birds that went down in some thick brush that I didn't even see go down but he did. Sent him out, couldn't even see him or hear him back in there, let him work like I trained him, and back he came with bird in hand or mouth I should say. Awesome, awesome morning.
"What happened to your call, sounds like crap..." "I think I blew my dip in it again..."