3 dogs, 3 guns and 3 limits. Every now and then you have one of those days you will never forget. Mine was Friday which was the last day of SC woodcock season. We hunted with my Abby, 3 last Tuesday, and a 12 year old ber Brittany until lunchtime. Then a 4 year old male Brittany after lunch with Abby on the ground all day. It was mid 40s, perfect weather and scent conditions. We had over 40 flushes in tight, tall cover. Once, Abby and the old dog were butt to butt pointing in different directions with birds everywhere. The dog work was better than the gun work. Abby was slap worn out--you can see it in her eyes below. No fancy guns. A Citori and Uggie 20's and my 1957 M37' 26"iC 16 below. <br />
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