Here is a picture of my dog, Prowler, on point. If you click on the picture to open it in its own window and then maximize the photo, you'll notice how I cut the fallow field. The entire field, maybe two acres, was a checkerboard with mowed strips and harrowed strips.
I use to manage several fallow farm fields like this for quail, but the fields are hard to come by anymore. Most are planted in trees now, but some are farmed and these give me the opportunity to at least get out and run the dog.
Even if I don't get to run my dog on some fields that we lease during hunting season, I try to at least take him to a plantation in Gay, GA where I can hunt him for a half day pretty cheaply. This at least gets him in some birds.
I now have new information and pictures for this page. I'll keep the original photos in here as well just because I like them. Let me start out by telling you that my quail season, which started a little late due to the previous duck season and deer season, had a rough start in the beginning.
On 2-18-06 I joined some great guys up in north GA at a plantation hunt. The hunt was organized on Woody's GON Forum and after my three hour drive north I got there just in time for the rain and boy did it come down. We all, being die hard hunters, were tromping around on the field with the guide and dog only to watch the soaking wet quail get caught by the dog because they could not fly. Even though we didn't get to shoot very often we still had a fun, although be it a wet, time. The photo below is from that hunt and is a composite of three different pictures; the guys, the dog, and the birds. This is the dog that was on the hunt, but I took him from another picture and added him to this one. The quail I had from another picture that I took back on opening day of deer season when they crossed a food plot.
Sunday 2/26/06 was clear although a little windy. The rain had stopped about 4:00 AM and by 6:00 AM I was being woke up by Will. For those that don't know, Will goes to sleep about 6:00 PM and gets up about 4:00 AM every day. I guess he waited as long as he could before coming to get me up. I'm not complaining at all. He had breakfast cooking and for those that know me, food is always a good peace offering. I took a quick shower, dressed and headed over for my biscuits and eggs. Will had his dog, also a German Shorthair, and she was ready to get on some birds. After we ate, we called Danny to see what we were going to do only we found that he was already putting the birds out at 7:00 AM. By 8:00 we were at his house waiting on him to come back from where he had put the birds out at. It was just a short distance from his house on some property he has leased. When we got there, the dogs were let out.
In all we had a good hunt. We put out fifty birds and ended up with thirty. The only problem I had was loosing sight of my dog Prowler a couple of times. Even though I have a bell on his collar, he is so liver ticked that he blends in and I can't see him. I am sure he was on point somewhere the last time he disappeared. I looked and looked, but couldn't find him among the waist high pine trees and he wasn't coming to the call. I finally got in my truck and drove back around to the last place I saw him and he stepped out on the road. It seems every time this happens, when I get in my truck and drive to where I loose him at, he steps out. I told him to load up and he hopped in the back of the truck. After that we all headed back to the trucks where we counted birds. We headed back to Danny's, took a few pictures and then went to cleaning birds. Overall it was a good day and Prowler did well considering he had not been in any birds in two years.
This is prowler after the hunt on 2/26/06. He is a tired puppy.
This is one of the first points of the hunt.
This is Prowler pointing another bird that we had missed the first time he pointed it. On the first point he chased after the bird when we flushed it, we shot at it and missed, then the bird went down in some brush. Prowler missed seeing it go down and had to work the area to pick it back up. When he stepped out on this cut he caught the scent and locked down on it. I walked the bird up and then was able to shoot it this time. Prowler doesn't like it when we miss. He does his job and expects me to do mine.
Here prowler has pointed some birds and my friend, Reid, is moving in to flush the birds.
With this hunt we worked with her on pointing and honoring point. There were several times that she did get good solid points and there were several other times that when she saw prowler on point she would freeze and point too even though she was not in the scent zone. This of course let us know that she is honoring Prowler's point and not actually pointing the birds herself.
Several times I watched her go on point as soon as she saw Prowler pointing birds. Even though sometimes she may have been down wind of the birds, she didn't act like she had their scent yet, but when she saw Prowler pointing she would freeze.
We started the Saturday morning early. Actually at first light and here is a picture of prowler pointing in the early morning dim light. Because it was to get into the 80's we wanted to work the dogs in the cooler morning air. By the time we finished it was hot and the dogs were tired.
This is a picture of Katie honoring Prowler's point. She appears to be down wind of the birds, but as I watched her coming in she didn't freeze until she saw Prowler on point. She is actually a little up wind of the single that Prowler pointed because the wind is coming from Prowler and back towards the camera. By this time it was already getting hot, the dogs were tired and catching a bird's scent was a little difficult given the late morning conditions, but the dogs were able to get the job done.
Updated: March 14, 2006