After working the CRP, I left Kona on the truck for the next hunt and picked up my camera. It may or may not have been a good idea. The next strip of cover was waist-to-chest-high milo...and it was LOADED with birds! There were plenty of shots throughout the field, but when we got to the end of the row and the birds were trapped between the line, dogs, a small rise in the field and the blockers, all hell broke loose! Multiple birds broke from the cover multiple times as just as many, if not more, shouts of "hen" and "rooster" rang out...which was then quickly followed by an artillery of gunfire from the Winchester and Browning over and unders. It was a sweet scene to witness even when shooting a camera and not one of the sweet-shooting shotguns.