I went pheasant hunting last weekend and realized that computing does nothing to prepare leg muscles for a walk through waist high weeds and swamps for 10 miles. Yeah who knew? Anyway, I didn’t even pull the trigger on a bird even though we saw a fair amount. It was the first time I’d hunted pheasant before, they aren’t prevalent where I grew up. I had one good chance to get a rooster, but it was right after we jumped 2 hens (can’t shoot those) and it flew strait out from me so I couldn’t really make out the sex.
Part of my lack of pheasant hunting skill could be attributed to our *cough* seasoned veteran who lead by example. When a bird jumped up he shot in the direction of a house, missed the bird, and fell into a ditch all at the same time. It would have defiantly made an OLN out-take. He said this all happened because he wan’t use to the 20 gauge – riiiiiight.
We had two dogs with, one was quite good, the other didn’t know why the heck we were walking in the woods. Maybe I should get my own. This little guy is for sale at work today, it’s too tempting.
john r says:
October 15, 2003 — 8:22 pm
Looks like a nice pup – you better get him. Chicks dig puppies!! I’m available for non-hunting training advise should you need any
October 15, 2003 — 9:33 pm
Remember that they grow up:
Also, they ruin everything.
October 16, 2003 — 8:17 am
Yeah, I know I’m not home enough to bring the pup up right, but thanks for the tips and warnings. If I had a backyard that was fenced in I’d think about it more seriously.
October 16, 2003 — 9:21 am
November 9, 2003 — 4:29 pm