First day hunting with my "new" Belgium 16 ga. hammergun made in the 1880's which I had christened The Twigg because of her light weight just under 6 lbs even with her 31 inch barrels. Emma and I moved 5 woodcock all pointed handsomely. The first bird was missed with the right barrel as it used a grapevine tangle for it's escape.The second bird was dropped with the left barrel.
The third bird was dropped with the right barrel.
Emma pointed the fourth bird far out in the creek bottom and with hearing aids in both ears I had a hard time finding her. When I finally did locate her the bird had run out from under her point. She relocated and found the bird again but it lifted before I could get in position for a shot.
We then moved to another covert, a new one filled with enough multiflora rose to make it nasty. She found one bird in head high goldenrod.
Which I dropped with the right barrel into a terrible tangle of brush and briers.
I crawled into the mess with Emma for I feared the bird may have hung up in the brush before it reached the ground. After several minutes of searching Emma did find the bird and made the retrieve.
At the truck Emma,bloody from a split ear posed with her birds.
So ended a wonderful day with Emma handling the birds like the veteran she is and The Twigg showing me that she shouldn't be left sitting in the gunsafe anymore.