This is the old mine road that goes out to a covert I call “Lilac”. Found some dried wild grapes while there; also one grouse that flushed out of range.

Next to the No 3 Mine. This is what’s locally called red ash, where coal tailings caught on fire and burned over many years. That happened here about 90 years ago. No grouse here today. A little too windy up high so I decided to hunt down along the crick.

I drove to the last spot, a no name place. While working along a trail in some thick laurels I flushed a hen pheasant that was probably just as surprised as I was. Today I was carrying a Fox SPE in 12 gauge; and the left barrel dumped the bird at maybe 35 yards. It was a reload with 1-1/8 ounce of 7-1/2’s pushed by ‘PB” powder. Most of you know that pheasants rarely venture into the deep woods; and the nearest field of sorts is about 4 miles away. Even stranger is that I killed another hen pheasant close to here a few years back.
Cock birds and hens are legal in this area into next month. That’s my Fox 12 gauge SPE, 26-incher. Chokes are something like Lt Mod and Imp Mod.

Deep woods pheasant was taken in the background of this pic.
