Porcupines and partridge

The wind and snow that blew in on Saturday created perfect hunting conditions, however as with my last hunting trip, no birds were flying.

Spinone camouflage. That’s why my guys wear GPS collars while hunting.

I took Doc to an area called “Duck Point”, which has became our go-to hunting area. There were more hunters than ducks, so I drove up to my old hunting grounds at Lake Walcott. The roads were in bad shape so it was slow going.

I expected ice along the shoreline, not the entire reservoir to be frozen over.

I expected to find ice along the banks of the reservoir, but was surprised to find it completely frozen over except for several channels of open water. We didn’t find any ducks here either, so our duck hunt became a pheasant hunt.

This is the reason I carry a backpack of emergency and first aid supplies while hunting.

Doc worked the heavy brush but instead of finding a bird, he found a porcupine and returned with quills in his nose. I didn’t find any quills inside his mouth (until we returned home) and those in his nose weren’t deeply embedded so I quickly extracted them and we continued hunting.

Doc checks out the reservoir.

It wasn’t snowing here, but a wind was blowing and the wind chill was 14 degrees (F). We were hunting with the wind was to our backs when Doc whirled around and began working back into the wind. No sooner did he go on point than a covey of partridge flushed.

Doc makes a nice blind retrieve on a Hungarian (Gray) partridge.

I dropped one of the birds and Doc made a nice blind retrieve. We hunted our way back to the Toyota, and knowing how bad the roads were, I decided to return home rather than continue hunting and counted six slide-offs and a wreck on the way back.

Doc with the partridge he retrieved.

While grooming and bathing Doc, we were able to do a more thorough check and found a porcupine quill deeply buried in his gums just above his front teeth. A pair of pliers were needed to remove this one, but Doc Savage the Puppy of Bronze hardly flinched.

A porcupine quill we found deeply embedded in Doc’s gums while grooming and bathing him.


Doc in the water

I took Doc duck hunting last weekend and it was pheasants galore. Understandable, since pheasant season for this region ended two days before.

The river upstream from the bluffs

Not many ducks were flying so we hunted our way up the river hoping to jump shoot some along the shore. The shoreline was a sheer drop-off of about 4-5 feet and Doc tumbled off the bank while exploring it.

Doc taking a dip not far from where he fell off the bank and into the water.

I guided Doc to a spot where I could help him back on land, and after that I couldn’t keep him out of the water. Three Mallards flushed a distance ahead of us and I dropped the greenhead, sending it tumbling into the water.

Doc looking for ducks

It was a long shot and a longer retrieve. Doc hit the water about the same time as the duck and made a very nice retrieve, and once again I had to help him up the bank and onto land.

We then headed downstream but with the water running as high as it is, it was too dangerous to allow Doc into the water so I took him up onto the bluffs to hunt partridge. I wasn’t able to hunt where I really wanted to, since being Saturday morning, dirt bikers were out in force.

Doc with the duck he retrieved

Doc looking down on the river. Here, it was too dangerous to allow him into the water.