More Snow Day Musings (with photos)

[Chris Pope]

Thank you Reggie for posting your Photo Friday Snow Day post. I started a new thread because I didn't want to bugger up yours.
We here in South Carolina down on the GA border are also having a snow day. After 2 days of following the dogs looking for quail and woodcock without a shot fired, we are home today watching the snow turn to freezing rain and waiting for the power to go out.
My wife is also home today and between conference calls made a loaf of banana bread- so good warm out of the oven. The pups are sleeping. And I read (for the tenth or so time) Gordon MacQuarrie’s “How to Fall Out of a Boat” which still causes me to laugh just as hard as the first time I read it 20 or so years ago!! So that’s our snow day.

[Dean Romig]

Good ways to spend your snow days.





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[mobirdhunter]

Snow in the South!?!? You need to get out in it and chase those pups around. At the very least, it will burn off the calories from that delicious looking bread.

So, we hunted in shin deep snow yesterday after the high temperature finally cleared 20. Mushers Secret for the paws, extra snow-proofing on the boots and the exasperation of hunting quail in the snow.

Chris, I hope it's okay I add a photo from yesterday to whet your appetite for hunting in the snow. Aspen found a covey that flushed wild and scurried into an impenetrable pile of osage orange cuttings (the toughest wood known to human kind). The photo, courtesy of Elaine, shows yours truly doing the brush pile dance trying to get a bird to flush (and you're thinking, how will you shoot while dancing on top of a brush pile?). Don't worry, no birds were injured in the making of this photo...and we had to literally dig Aspen out as he got himself stuck try to burrow in. One bird flushed, almost taking Elaine's hat off.

Ah, snow days. Give 'em a try. At the very least it will increase your blood pressure.

[Reggie B]

Looks perfect Chris! Looks cold Garry!

[David Noble]

Not a Sasquatch, but I did capture a rare and rather jolly looking Snowman on my property here in Texas!

[mobirdhunter]

Originally Posted by David Noble

Not a Sasquatch, but I did capture a rare and rather jolly looking Snowman on my property here in Texas!

Yikes, that's some serious white stuff for Texas, David.

[Chris Pope]

Originally Posted by Garry L Gordon

Snow in the South!?!? You need to get out in it and chase those pups around. At the very least, it will burn off the calories from that delicious looking bread.

So, we hunted in shin deep snow yesterday after the high temperature finally cleared 20. Mushers Secret for the paws, extra snow-proofing on the boots and the exasperation of hunting quail in the snow.

Chris, I hope it's okay I add a photo from yesterday to whet your appetite for hunting in the snow. Aspen found a covey that flushed wild and scurried into an impenetrable pile of osage orange cuttings (the toughest wood known to human kind). The photo, courtesy of Elaine, shows yours truly doing the brush pile dance trying to get a bird to flush (and you're thinking, how will you shoot while dancing on top of a brush pile?). Don't worry, no birds were injured in the making of this photo...and we had to literally dig Aspen out as he got himself stuck try to burrow in. One bird flushed, almost taking Elaine's hat off.

Ah, snow days. Give 'em a try. At the very least it will increase your blood pressure.

Once again, great photography by your spouse capturing the graceful movements of her husband!
My good hunting buddy claims that's why he likes small flushing dogs to get under the nasty stuff and root out the tight birds!
...oh, and the photo is proof that occaisionally I like to get out in the cold and snow to chase birds! You'll have to believe me that I was the photographer.

[mobirdhunter]

THAT is a great photo. And unlike in my case, you got a bird.

So, growing up in Virginia, it was illegal to hunt quail in the snow. The assumption was that it was unfair. When I got to Missouri and could hunt quail in the snow, I discovered they were right, it is unfair…to the hunter!

[Harold Pickens]

I spent the day pursuing the tail end of Ohio pheasant season. Ten degrees starting out and 5-6 in of snow. Hunted the thickest nastiest cover. Found one bird that wouldn't stop running in front of multiple points by Doodle and Willie. Heard the bird cackle and flush but never saw it but sounded like it flew up the hill. Found fresh tracks again but it led us on a merry chase, multiple points but again never saw it.
Really tired tonight after slogging thru the cold and snow or maybe it's the amber liquid and the fireplace.

[mobirdhunter]

Originally Posted by Harold Lee Pickens

I spent the day pursuing the tail end of Ohio pheasant season. Ten degrees starting out and 5-6 in of snow. Hunted the thickest nastiest cover. Found one bird that wouldn't stop running in front of multiple points by Doodle and Willie. Heard the bird cackle and flush but never saw it but sounded like it flew up the hill. Found fresh tracks again but it led us on a merry chase, multiple points but again never saw it.
Really tired tonight after slogging thru the cold and snow or maybe it's the amber liquid and the fireplace.

Pheasants are cheaters and seldom play fair. If they survive the season they don’t play fair AND they’re vindictive. But they’ve earned my respect after all these years. You’ll have your chance in SD. Enjoy your libation and memory of the day. Sounds like you earned a drink.