Hunting season 2009

First woodcock this spring

First woodcock observation on Mar 18 at 13.08. 

Diva on point.

This area was where I found my first woodcock.

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This Spring, while bird banding, I went out 39 times for a total of 64 hours. 

Anouk had 13 outings for a total of 27 hours . 

Diva had 26 outings for a total of  37 hours.

My last trip was done with Anouk on the 27th of May in St-Michel des Saints area. 

I must admit, it’s a little far from my home, but the experience was very positive.

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Regarding my website, it is dedicated specifically to the American woodcock and also in parts to the European woodcock . I think I'm the only one on Internet who devotes as much time to this bird. Here one representative tables "country" how visited my web site.

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Hunting season 2010

Figures of my hunting seasons since 1971 to 2010

39 Seasons.

943 Hunting days.

4,601 Woodcock see.

2,274 Hours.

Summary of my 2010 hunting season.

These hunting days are only brief summaries.

I worked the opening day without a firearm. My digital camera replaced my shotgun for the first 2 days. 

My outings in the woods started as soon as the snow was gone which was on the 14th of march. My last outing was while banding woodcocks on the 27th of May.

I rarely hunt on weekends where I hunt during the week, simply because I don’t want to run into other hunters. On weekends, I hunt with my dogs with camera in hand around the area where I live, so I never see hunters. My dogs find ruffed grouse and woodcocks, I watch them work and hunt with my camera. To me, it’s the most visually appealing thing to do

Four hunting journal, describeing 39 hunting seasons from 1971 to 2010.

It's a a lot of hunting seasons. What I witnessed was accurately reported in my hunting journals.

Also,added pictures of almost every one of my hunting days.

Twenty-three CDs and twenty-two hunting seasons from 1987 to 2010.  These hunting days bring back good memories. If I have a long car drive ahead of me, I pick a random CD of my hunting days with my dogs and it all floods back in.

This year as opposed to others, I will have more pictures than write-ups. The reason for this is simple; I have more outings hunting with my camera than my shotgun. While walking in the woods in the spring, there's a lot to see.

This past spring, I took a lot of pictures while walking the woods. 

There is so much in nature that mesmerizes me, I cannot help but capture it.

So I have 41 pictures to share with you.

         This way for woodcock.               

                                                 My first robin                                    Feathers of ruffed grouse spread on the ground.                   

                                                     Special tree: Blue beech                                                           Squirrel nest ?

Another training ground should disappears.

                                               Before there was on w/c nest, near this tree.                                                   

My lucky day?

Anouk on point.                                                        Singing ground.

Boss she not very far.

                                                         A deer was here before.                                                   Woodcock also.

Area for beaver.

                                                                  Deer skull .                                                      Nest hatching of ruffed grouse. 

Robin, with her down on his head.

With complete peace of mind.

                                                                                                           Where is "road runner "?

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How to explain this tendency woodcock runs more? On one side the have adepts from the theory of Lamarck (active auto -adaptation) that would say birds learned to survive they are better not to flush and run. There would be adepts of Darwin's theory, on the other hand that is more plausible theory of evolution, natural selection. That would explain by the fact that those that have genes of flusheurs always made themselves more shot that those who have more genes of runners. Therefore the genetic pool of runners becomes more and more important in relation to the one of flusheurses. In other words' runners continue to reproduce and flusher get kill.

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These photos were taken during hunting season.

Mes sorties de chasse ne sont que des résumés.

My hunting outings are just brief summaries. In my hunting journal, each of my days out are much more detailed.

 

Opening day, 18 September.

Today I’m out with Diva and my digital camera. My objective is to see only one woodcock. The first chunk of woods was inspected, but no long beak, after all, it’s only been half an hour. Drove a little further North on the same land and allowed my female to do her work. She entered a young stand of trees and her collar bellows into action, it is 09:43. I walk out to serve her, but she brakes and goes back on point. She did this 3 times. Miss Minor is hard to pin down and makes it difficult for me to put it up as it’s in a tight area. Finally, I’m able to flush it and it does so through a radiant sun. So, I had a nice 43 minute walk.

 

 

 

October 7th

It rained all night and part of the morning. The sun finally came out in the afternoon. So, put on my boots, grabbed my shotgun and my old dog Anouk as she knows the routine. As soon as she went on point I got my first adult female woodcock. The sun is still out and the day is enjoyable. On her second point, I bagged a juvenile male. Sometimes finding a downed bird is not an easy task, but my old dog found it and retrieved it. Clouds rolled in and brought rain with them; I got wet but pushed on anyway. Later on, it was too much, so I went back to my car and waited it out. Rain turned into heavy hail for a good ten minutes, so I left it at that. Anouk worked really well and my aim was flawless.

 

 

                                 

 

Saturday October 9th in the afternoon

I got a limit of woodcock with my dog Diva in half an hour today. This limit was realized without a shotgun. My weekend outings with my dogs during hunting season are only done with a digital camera. The area I was in with Diva was composed of young vegetation. The colors on the trees were splendid, furthermore the temperature was very comfortable, it was just like in a dream. There were eight points established on those woodcocks and the last one flew away, startled by the sound of our footsteps. I also had a double. If I would’ve been a little faster and awake, I could’ve had at least 3 or 4 of those woodcocks in flight with my camera. They were all worked with care, which is Diva’s trademark. It was the most thrilling season yet with my dogs.

 

 

October 11th. Digital Camera Only

That morning, I stayed 40 minutes in the woods with Anouk. She found 2 woodcocks and worked them nicely under a beautiful radiant sun and a nice fall temperature. My female blocked a woodcock with all fours in water. I was really close to her and caught up really quick. I took a few pictures of her surroundings and of her standing there in water. I had to be careful not to get water in my boots, which means no higher than the ankles. I wanted to take my time to locate the woodcock. Following the emotions involved in finding birds, I decided it was time to go home.

  

                                                                              Shug cling on this tree

What is so particular about this pic, the shell wad landed close to the bird. It’s up on the right side. 

Check the pellet marks on the wad. It’s the first time in all my years of hunting that something like this happens.

October 18. Robert Morin my good friend and me.

 

October 19th

The sky is clear and the thermometer is indicating zero degree. The leaves on the trees are all gone and I think I saw a bird take-off. From what I could see in my dog’s behavior while approaching the area, it was probably a woodcock. Later on, Anouk locked-up on 2 birds, which allowed me to shoot on the pair, saw the feathers fly off, but was unable to find any of them. I have a good idea where one of them went, but decided to leave it while we worked another patch. On one other woodcock, my female worked it hard until she finally blocked it, which produced a juvenile male. Now back to the earlier double. Along the patch of wood we were before, Anouk pointed the woodcock and I shot it again, it was an adult female. The last area we went to, my dog pointed once, went to serve her, but was unable to carry out the shot, so we watched it fly away. While looking for it in the general area it went to, it flew away again from the racket we were making.

 

 

October 28th 

This morning I’m hunting an area with a shotgun in hand. We only found one woodcock which Anouk located twice. It’s still flying as a matter of fact. This time of year, woodcocks are becoming scarce. We moved to another terrain where I’m not allowed to hunt. Anouk pointed a long beak and when I put it up it flew into me, so I had time to have a really good look at it. This was probably my last woodcock of the season and I keep a good memory of it.  

October 30th

This morning I’m accompanied by my grandson Étienne, and my dog Diva. We went in an area where hunting is not allowed, so we walked for a good hour.

While Diva was working the place, her beeper collar indicated that she was standing. My grandson asked “grandpa, what’s that noise I hear?”, “well” I said, “it’s because Diva found a bird and she’s not moving anymore, the sound from her collar lets me know where she is. Come with me, we’ll put that bird up!”. We got close to my female and it took me a few seconds to locate the bird. I showed Étienne where the woodcock was and he sayd “yes! Yes! I see it grandpa!”. If I would’ve been by myself, I would’ve taken more time to take more pictures in different angles, but Étienne wanted to explore, which is understandable at his age. It was his first time ever in the woods and everything is new to him. I will cherish every minute of it. There was 2 birds on the land we were on, but only one cooperated. Maybe Étienne will accompany me again one day, but I will let him decide.

                                    

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Where we could find woodcock in Quebec.                                  We find woodcock in these provinces.

American woodcock fly ways.

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Weather Come Woodcock Go

A Pennsylvania study has provided insight into woodcock fall migration habits. Nine radio-marked birds began migrating between November 30 and December 9 one year, and between November 18 and 29 the following year. Departures coincided with high-pressure centers approaching from the north and west, or low-pressure center retreating to north and east. Eight of nine woodcocks departed 2.5 or more hours after sunset, and at least seven of the nine left before midnight. Two birds ware tracked by air craft 125 miles ssw of the study are during two nights. Air speed of the birds was 22 and 28 m.p.h. The bird flew only at night, and followed a river system extending south into Maryland and Virginia Local birds were among the last to leave; most woodcock from more northely regions had already migrated from the area. Temperatures at or near freezing, accompanied by favorable winds, appeared to stimulate migratory flights.

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American woodcock video

American Woodcock, Cape May Pt., NJ

Click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v-LFsu4uSqE

Woodcock.

Click here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/gregpage/3673309829/

Ground Dance of the Woodcock

Click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5hB0wRS_rEY

Video Eurasian Woodcock (Scolopax rusticola)

Algo de becadas.

Click here: http://video.yahoo.com/watch/3351918/9399913

Woodcock daytime feeding.

Click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ga5SiUU25fo

Eurasian Woodcock (Scolopax rusticola)

Clickhere::http://ibc.lynxeds.com/video/eurasian-woodcock-scolopax-rusticola/enlarged-view-bird-unearthening-earthworm-eating

Woodcock in a snow.

Click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2JSl1_-pn1U

Article sur la bécasse

Click here: http://northernwoodlands.org/articles/article/woods-for-the-woodcock/

Woodcock

Click here: http://www.wlofpa.org/?Action=DOC&ID=1

Woodcock

Click here: http://www.traderscreek.com/woodcock.asp

Woodcock

Click here: http://www.capemaytimes.com/birds/nature-of-the-cape/08-woodcock.htm

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Story of few woodcocks correspondents.

New York Woodcock hunt pics

Here are a couple pics from today's hunt. We moved 15 birds and had 5 productive points and only saw one grouse. A pretty good day all things considered. I am relaxing with an Aleve, a couple drams of Glenlivet and my pipe. Ah, the good life

belton1

Nov. 04 2010,8:07

Well, the NY woodcock season has ended. What a great year! Abby performed as well as ever in her 8th season. My friends and I shot reasonably well. I even killed a couple grouse, yesterday and today. I am lucky enough to be able to take most of October off and pursue bird hunting.

Its time to break open the bottle of Glenfiddich and celebrate! Hope you all have safe and productive seasons.

John O

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Michel,

I did not see this thread before or I would have added to it for ya.

We had a decent Woocock season, I use this time of season for training my pups most of the time.

Heston our latest Ryman Setter pointing his 1st Woodcock, notice the low trail

Teddy inspecting his 1st Woodcock. Teddy belongs to Eric Miller and the Pointer is learning fast.

The Woodcock with Special ordered 00, 16 Guage Elsie.

Ryman Gun Dog

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Got to MI around 9:30 Friday morning and dropped my buddy off to squirrel hunt. Storm and I went to an area that always holds woodcock (and a few grouse) and we were into a bird 10 minutes from the vehicle. Ended up putting 4 woodcock up and knocked 1 down. Storm made the retrieve, but I can't say she added much to the hunt. Went to get my buddy and we checked in to the motel.

Headed back out around 4:00 and the results were about the same. Put a few woodcock up and I knocked 1 down. Storm seemed to be showing some improvement by smelling the ground from where birds had flushed. Not a great first day, but Storm retrieved both birds I shot and appeared to be "getting it."

Saturday we woke to rain and finally got out about 11:00. About 15 minutes into the hunt I dropped a grouse and Storm was all over. Bird was very much alive and she showed no aversion to it. Not only was she proud, but I could see the fire in her demeanor. Things changed for the better after that point and she began working scent more effectively and was looking like she might be over some of her weirdness. 

Although she was the result of a few more woodcock flushes and a grouse, she hadn't actually worked one to the air. 

She would be on scent and the birds would just come up due to her being close. Then finally I watched her working scent and saw a grouse flush just ahead of her. She did the same on a woodcock moments later which came up just feet from her nose. A welcomed sight.

We decided to call it a day around 4:00 since we were hungry, tired and my legs were cramping. Jason was able to knock a grouse down on the way out which brought our daily take to 3 woodcock, 2 grouse and a dog that appears to have made the turn.

Got out early Sunday and the birds just weren't there. I ended up bagging 2 woodcock of the 3 we had seen. Jason decided to try some fishing and I hunted an area we had not hit yet. Although this spot is a woodcock stronhold, we saw none. Did have 2 grouse flushes, but they were wild. Got them each up 3 more times, but no luck in bagging them. We called it a trip at 1:00, went back to motel to shower/pack and head to Cabelas's.

Saw very few hunters and the one's we spoke with said they were seeing few birds. I was just glad for the results we had and to see the light turn on with Storm. I think she's going to be fine.

uplandchessies

 

 

Saw 15, ended with 

We set up on the spot we hunted on the opener and nothing flew in. Went to check the other pond and saw 15 woodies. They acted like we could get close enough for a shot and then 7 took off, followed by 5 more. We rushed back to the other pond thinking they'd land there, but no go. Decided to walk the edge and Storm tracked one up the bank and flushed it. I winged it and Jarren finished him off. Storm really seems to be coming into her own with working scent, covering ground and understanding the "hunt." Should be a great morning in the a.m.Saw 15, ended with 1.

Saw 15, ended with 1.

Low bird numbers, but good trip

uplandchessies

 

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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

A Beautiful Day For Chasing Mid-Season Woodcock

I decided to stay home and hunt woodcock today rather than drive 95 miles southeasterly to hunt grouse. Late yesterday afternoon, a tornado warning was issued for grouse country, and I guessed that, tornado or not (it was “not”), the grouse might be a bit skittish this morning.

We enjoyed breakfast under a cloudless blue sky. A fresh southwest breeze waved the branches of trees still wearing more than a leaf or two. Gordie and I headed out at half past one and arrived at this field 5 minutes later.

I’m obviously not much of a photographer, but this snap gives a sense of the redbush meadows where I’ve been chasing woodcock since 1994. The dogwoods that were knee to waist high then are now 10 to 15 feet high. The immaculately maintained snow sled lanes running through them then are now overgrown and rutted badly from ATVs. Successful shooting over Gordie is a lot more difficult than it was over Bean, my curmudgeonly American Water Spaniel.

Still, there’s something to say for being into birds in 5 minutes, even if the sharp sticks poking at my eyes get thicker every year. And, as I’ve mentioned before, I’m delighted to hunt in places where I have some history.

We had good luck today. I shot 4 times at 6 birds that gave us 7 flushes. I convinced a brace of woodcock to accept my invitation to tomorrow’s dinner. The sun was beaming down so brightly when I photographed today’s first bird that my orange vest bled to yellow in the photo. The Prince of Wales grip on my 20 gauge Cole Custom has been a delight both when carrying and shooting.

I decided to try one more spot, the field at the end of my street. If my Big Field Covert is growing up, then my End of Street Covert is almost completely overgrown. The first time I walked into this field in 1994, the pines in the snap below were about 8 feet tall. The area within 30 yards radius of those pines was a genuine hotspot. These pines are more than 40 feet tall today, and I got torn up when I dithered into the now-gone hotspot around them two years ago.

When I saw those pines today, it reminded me of an anecdote I’d read concerning Sam Snead. Balls, Sticks & Stuff tells the story nicely:.

“There's a story often told about an elderly Sam Snead, playing at Augusta National in a practice round prior to the Masters. He was playing with a much younger player who could really crank the ball out there off the tee.

Most of the way around, the younger player asked Snead for advice on how to play the tricky Augusta National course and Snead was more than happy to oblige, his Southern hospitality ingrained in the mountains of Virginia was too reflexive not to do so.

As the two stood on the 13th tee, a par-five dogleg left around tall Georgia pines and Rae's Creek, Snead offered this peace of advice. ‘You know, when I was your age, I used to just take a driver and hit it high up and over those trees.’ The younger player had the honor, so he addressed the ball with his driver, took a mighty cut, and the ball sailed into the trees, hitting the pines only about halfway up their trunks.

The younger player looked bewildered and Snead followed-up. ‘Of course, when I was your age, those trees were much shorter.’"

I’ll have to snooker Patrick like that the next time he and I chase birds at the end of the street.

Michael Mieszczak

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Hey Micheal nice job on the website.

My name is Dan Hansen and I live in Traverse City, MI . I just started upland hunting this year with the acquisition of "Zola", my birthday gift from my wife and bowhunting partner Val.

Here is a picture of Zola with her first Woodcock of the year. I'm hooked!

Keep up the great work!

Dan & Zola (of course)

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For me I either can't miss them or a I can't hit them. Almost no where in between. One day I probably shot at ten of them and couldn't draw a feather. The next day with the same gun I limited out on 3 shots, the next day I think it was 4 shots till my limit. BTW, I love the little guys. 

I think they taste great when sauteed in butter until medium rare and then covered in gravy made with herb-ed goat cheese, followed by a stout ale. Wow Wee.

Tom

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