Northeast Kingdom

New England's Northeast Kingdom is a destination worthy a visit for any itinerant, upland bird hunter. A biodiverse ecosystem encompassing over 2000 square miles of primitive wilderness area. The remote location is coupled with rugged topographical features allows this area to remain virtually unspoiled and wholly intact. Furthermore, the unique ecological diversity coupled with comprehensive, selective timber harvesting provides exceptionally healthy diverse habitat, sustaining a seemingly endless myriad of our quarries most desirable flora, in short, a seemingly endless amount of  early-successional habitat suitable to accommodate exceedingly large populations of both Ruffed Grouse and the American Woodcock. The combined effort and best-management practices has resulted in some of the finest Upland bird habitat anywhere in the world.

 

Mixed Bag

Old, familiar, fallow farm pasture. Birds were a touch jumpy today. Moved half a dozen, most were runners. Cedar pinned Ruff' x2, affording a young lad the luxury of an education. I dinged one that  glided into a spruce blowdown, burying itself. "Hunt dead", he worked the area determinately for several minutes, popped out of the snag and dropped Ruff near my feet. 

Woodcock numbers were heavy today. Found them in a finger that meanders down a sidehill, sprinkled with young spruce, Poplar and Grey Birch, leading to a small, Alder studded creek bed with a couple old, scraggly Apple trees.

Woodcock Opener

Was able to take advantage of a rainy, damp and foggy woodcock opener today. Cedar and I were fortunate to find my favorite Longbill cover at full capacity, with flight birds this morning. He was electric in the tag alder, handling the big-eyes like a gentleman. He also set up ol ruff perfect for me only to miss him with both barrels, I've shot 7 rounds at that cock bird in the past three seasons, next time I will let him fly, he has earned it.

March Madness

Not basketball related. Went for a stomp through a new woodcock cover this afternoon and managed to put up a couple birds. Cedar was running fast and careless as we moved up the spring seep on the side hill, bumping all three birds, one of which he managed to relocate and pin down at the top of the ridge. The cover is real nice and recently gifted to the town and opened to the public. It is only a couple miles from where I grew up and was able to enjoy a bit of nostalgia as the Ford weaved it's way down the narrow roads I used to pedal my bicycle on. The fallow pasture is young, Cedar and I will have many years of gunning flight birds here which makes me grateful. Many of the doodle coverts I hunt are aging out and it was a refreshing to step into this piece today. We had two grouse flush wild in this piece of pole timber which was an added bonus. Hope pup and I will be fortunate enough to see another October...only six more months, I'll keep my fingers crossed.