September 17, 2008
This past week Cordi and I have been filming Widow taking bagged pheasants in mid-air. Widow has given us some spectacular flights. Like today’s flight — she was at roughly 1500 feet when I served her. She came down with tremendous speed and bound to the pheasant which, in itself, was spectacular to see, but the thing that is unreal is the sound, which we got on tape. She sounds like a jet coming in, unbelievable. Widow flew for the better part of an hour and, in the process, dropped her deck feather with the tail mount transmitter on it. We did not know this until I reached around to take it off and, oops, nothing there. Luckily, I was able to track it not too far away and found it lying in the field.