Garry,
After not hunting for so many years, my red letter days seem to be almost every time I can get out to hunt. Some days that stick out for me was my brittany Cash and I on our 1st opening day together. I was driving along a dirt road and saw a grouse run across the road. I parked 100 yards away and walked towards where the bird crossed. What happened after that was magical, we must of found a family of grouse that hadn't broken up yet. There were birds everywhere, some of the grouse flew across the road, Cash had a perfect point on his first woodcock there too. I never took a shot, I had a couple opportunities, but at that point I did not realize just how hard it would be to get a good open shot. I was so happy just watching the excitement of my new dog. I drove right over to our breeders house and told him what happened. I think he was as happy as we were for our day. Another was that first year watching cash late in the season trailing a grouse, I was not even sure what he was doing, it was very open there and the leaves were down, I could see everything, he would circle a little, nose to ground, he went on a quick point, I suddenly realized he was trailing a bird, by then the bird flushed, my gun was down, what a moment that was actually seeing him trail a bird. I am glad you started this thread.
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