with Ken Morrish 6 Sprige 5 brace pheasants Foreman Oct 29, 1971 It rained Friday night but quit before daylight and weather started to clear. Blue skies and fluffy white clouds by 9 AM. The morning duck flight was very light - fewer birds in the sky than I remember for a long time. Those few, however, worked our blind pretty well - especially singlers and geese. Ken and I had plenty of chances in #2 blind but shot poorly. Most chances were pretty long (45 yards plus) and our timing was off, total performance was pretty lousy. But we had a good time and enjoyed watching the new dog learn. He got lost once, wandered all the way across the pond proudly carrying a coth sprig and wondering where the blind had disappeared to. When finally he stopped splashing along, I whistled him back, to the vast amusement of everyone on the pond. He is promised a compass for Christmas! After lunch we took a short pheasant hunt. Ken, Woody and I found a big bunch of wild pheasants along the main canal north of last corner at start of the jumping tule patch. We went out with five birds in one short drive. Big flush of curlews on Elks Annex - perhaps 300 of them.