A grouse that flushes from a tree above you will rearrange your heart rate as well. Daisy was locked on point staring directly at a big Hemlock. She wouldn't budge, I looked up in the tree and didn't see anything. I circled the tree and still couldn't see a bird....until it flushed and then just for a second. That has to be the hardest shot in the uplands. Moral of the story....always trust your dog.
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There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter...Earnest Hemingway
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