Doc Savage, if nothing else, is a quick study. His last duck hunt was his first water retrieve and I had to wade out into the water with him. Thursday was his second duck hunt and he did the retrieving all on his own. He must have caught the fresh scent of a Pheasant because he went on a very nice point that I had to stop and video.
We came onto four Widgeon and I dropped one. Doc sized up the situation and then launched out after it. Once he got it, he wasn’t sure how to get back with it so I just waited for him to figure it out and he did a great job of retrieving.
We came on three more flocks of ducks, but with the snow crunching and the brush scraping against my coat, I wasn’t able to get into position to shoot before they flushed.
On returning to the truck, we came onto a wounded Mallard hen which swam into a thick patch of wild rose bushes. Doc spent about half an hour searching for it and on several occasions caught scent of it, but was not able to get a fix on it.