09-04-2019, 03:36 AM
A friend and I was lucky enough to draw sandhill crane tags up in Wyoming this year.
On the opening morning we were hunting in a oat field that had just been cut. As we were deciding on where the to go the cranes arrived before we could set up. So we watched where they were flying and worked on getting their pattern down for the next morning.
We then went out into the river valley and worked our way through the river and the sloughs finding small flocks of birds to try and do some stalking. We learned that they have incredible eyesight and are quite wary creatures so any attempts were quickly dashed as they flew off before we ever even got close to them.
Fast forward to the next morning we were back in the oat field and set up right next to where they had been feeding the day before. Getting there two hours earlier gave us plenty of time to settle in and wait for dawn to break and for the first flocks of cranes to arrive.
Just before 7 the first birds started landing just out of range but luckily the third flock was close enough for a shot and I got my crane while it was quartering away with a shot right under it wing dropping it like a brick.
Then my friend hurried down the n the other side of where I was to get in a better shooting position and he had his crane in another twenty minutes.
A very fun and challenging hunt for my first time hunting cranes. I'm just afraid that I'll get as hooked on these birds as I am with waterfowl.
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On the opening morning we were hunting in a oat field that had just been cut. As we were deciding on where the to go the cranes arrived before we could set up. So we watched where they were flying and worked on getting their pattern down for the next morning.
We then went out into the river valley and worked our way through the river and the sloughs finding small flocks of birds to try and do some stalking. We learned that they have incredible eyesight and are quite wary creatures so any attempts were quickly dashed as they flew off before we ever even got close to them.
Fast forward to the next morning we were back in the oat field and set up right next to where they had been feeding the day before. Getting there two hours earlier gave us plenty of time to settle in and wait for dawn to break and for the first flocks of cranes to arrive.
Just before 7 the first birds started landing just out of range but luckily the third flock was close enough for a shot and I got my crane while it was quartering away with a shot right under it wing dropping it like a brick.
Then my friend hurried down the n the other side of where I was to get in a better shooting position and he had his crane in another twenty minutes.
A very fun and challenging hunt for my first time hunting cranes. I'm just afraid that I'll get as hooked on these birds as I am with waterfowl.
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