Great woodcock outing / Immaculate reception!
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2024 6:59 pm
I have not had a great PA deer season so far and was planning on going it alone today for an all day sit when my buddy Mike texted me and suggested that we go over to New Jersey for the last day of the first split of woodcock season before the NJ deer season opens on Monday.
I used my custom 16 gauge I call Reynard and Mike was using a straight gripped 16 gauge Sterlingworth.
Expectations were mixed but I thought I needed the action. Well, it was a great day and we both shot our limits in about 3 hours. Something happened today that I've never heard of. I was walking the edge of thick cover in an uncut corn field about 4 rows in while my buddy worked the dogs in the multi-flora, holly and honey suckle. I flushed a woodcock out of the corn (which hardly ever happens) and stoned it on the first shot as it angled back towards the woods and as one of the dogs was coming out of the thicket on my left. Almost unbelievably, the dog caught the woodcock in the air. It literally did not even have to flinch. In fact if it did not catch it in its' mouth, it would have just hit it in the face. I was still trying to process what I thought I saw when my buddy started yelling that he couldn't believe what he just saw!
We broke out the Basil Hayden and gave thanks to Hubertus with a wee dram when we were done.

Mike with a straight gripped Sterly 16.

Emma after her immaculate reception!

All in all another great woodcock day.

I used my custom 16 gauge I call Reynard and Mike was using a straight gripped 16 gauge Sterlingworth.
Expectations were mixed but I thought I needed the action. Well, it was a great day and we both shot our limits in about 3 hours. Something happened today that I've never heard of. I was walking the edge of thick cover in an uncut corn field about 4 rows in while my buddy worked the dogs in the multi-flora, holly and honey suckle. I flushed a woodcock out of the corn (which hardly ever happens) and stoned it on the first shot as it angled back towards the woods and as one of the dogs was coming out of the thicket on my left. Almost unbelievably, the dog caught the woodcock in the air. It literally did not even have to flinch. In fact if it did not catch it in its' mouth, it would have just hit it in the face. I was still trying to process what I thought I saw when my buddy started yelling that he couldn't believe what he just saw!
We broke out the Basil Hayden and gave thanks to Hubertus with a wee dram when we were done.

Mike with a straight gripped Sterly 16.

Emma after her immaculate reception!

All in all another great woodcock day.
