Misty river
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Registered: Apr 2014
Location: oakvale ms
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Kansas Road trip
Wednesday night after picking the dogs off the road after them getting in the hot wire. We went to another big cornfield and dropped the dogs down beside the corn and a small stream of water that I call a branch and that yankee that I was with calls a crick. LOL. The dogs made a circle down along the branch for a ways and came back through and went ino the cornfield about 150 yrds and struck a working track and started working it toward the other end of the corn. The track was getting better all the time. They went out the other end of the corn field and about the time they hit the woods they treed. Rod got his rifle and said it was about time to knock one out to the dogs. They were about 500 yrds in so we started walking. When we got to the dogs they were treed up a huge oak. Two or three big limbs from up above had fallen on the bottom limb and were hanging to the ground. The dogs could get up on these limbs that had fallen and almost get to the bottom limb on the tree which was about 15 feet up. One at a time could get up there and tree, but when they both tried to get up there it would push the other one off and he would go back to the ground and that one would climb back up and push the other one off. Rod was shinning the tree while I was taking pictures. About that time Rod called out that he had found 3 coons and he was going to shoot one out. It hit the ground and the dogs left their perches on the limbs and covered the coon that was already dead, Rod had made a good shot. He didn't get two with one shot like Steve, But he had made a good shot on the one. We leashed the dogs and made our way back to the truck. We went down a few miles farther and made another drop. It was another cornfield. This one had been cut. We turned the dogs loose and they struck at the edge of the cornfield next to a branch and started working a bad track. The dogs split treed both on tree that went into other trees across the branch and tall bluffs on the other side. We didn't find either coon, but we had already had 3 great nights of coonhunting. My Brother Terrell was up there Deer hunting and we were there a little to early for the big bucks, but we seen a lot of Doe's and small Buck's. Terrell did get a small buck. Me and Rod tried to get Terrell to go coonhunting with us, but we couldn't talk him into it. Some people just don't know what they are missing. We both really enjoyed our selves while there. If you ever get the opportunity to go and visit with Rod and Rita Rose don't pass it up. The bottom three pictures above are from the Wednesday nite hunt.
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