Kind of slow...

Went to Flatbrook again this morning and started at the same place we did last week.  It was slow.  We didn't see a bird in the first field so we turned around and went up the hill.  Did the same track as we did last week.  This time, however, we found a hen on the top of the hill in our favorite spot.  I got her.  Didn't see another bird until we got back into the swamp and then I found one in a tree, already dead.  Greg climbed the tree and got it.  Then, when we were done (including going across the road and walking the mountain), we were in the lot talking (the only two cars left there) and someone from the field shot and apparently missed because the bird flew on the top of the hill.  We grabbed our guns and went up and I got her (after Greg missed twice). It was a gorgeous day so even thought it was slow, it was nice to be here...and I got two birds.