Well, at least you got some action. On Thursday, I went back to where I saw all the birds on Monday and saw zip, nil, nada, and heard not a peep. The Shenandoah is right there, and they can merely set their wings and cross to the other side if the notion strikes them. Gonna give ‘em another whack on Tuesday I think.
Very little pressure there it seems. Only a couple other cars on the opener, and one Thursday. Everyone else appears to prefer the flatland on the one end while Grandpa here chugs his way up and down through the woods towards the other.
No shots heard as yet.
Keep pluggin’ away!
