Strange bird day...

This was the day of the not-normal birds. The weird day started as me and Greg being the ONLY trucks in the parking area. Not that we would be lucky enough to be the only guys there...the crowd, although light, parked across the bridge. We started out in the field as usual. Nothing. We doubled back to head up the hill, as we got to the edge of the last hedgerow near the point, there must have been a bird in the tree. I didn't see him, but as we got there, he came flying directly at us, over our heads. By the time Greg and I turned around to shoot...we both missed. Then up the hill...Bacci got on the scent near the top and a bird went up. Greg shot, and it went down...then some other guy tried to claim it. So Greg told him that he thinks he got it but the guy could have it. The guy got ticked and left. Greg kept it. Bacci then kept going forward and put up a bird...out of range. We went down the hill and offered to help a guy and his daughter find a bird that had just ran into the thicket. I tried to get bacci to cooperate but he just ran into the field....a minute later, a bird went up in the field. I threw a few shots, but missed. Finally got bacci to help the guy, but nothing. Then we went across the road and into the mountain. After a while of walking...Bacci found a fresh, dead bird. I kept it...then later on, he ran down another cockbird...it took off and Greg and I both shot and missed...again. Just a strange day. We worked for a while longer and then called it quits. It was strange...the birds weren't cooperating, Bacci wasn't cooperating...but still fun.