Day one was 28 degrees with snow and sixty mile an hour winds. The birds held like a puckered up butt hole. It was great the dogs had some great points.
Day two was 28 degrees snow and thirty mile an hour winds.
Day three was 24 degrees, breezy, with deep drifts.
We got lots of pheasants and even shot a handful of Sharpies. I even shot my first Prairie Chicken.
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5 comments:
Burrrrrrrrrrrr. But you were still cahsing birds!
Matt
Eric...you lucky dog!
Pheasants are for killing...good thing you put them out of their freezing missery!
Some day you'll see the true light and become a quail hunter!
Shawn
Burrrrrrr... is right.
Shawn... Kansas from your pics looked a little warmer than South Dakota. I'm just waiting for the invite, then I will become a quail addict like you.
Thanks,
Eric
Eric...
how about a Jan trip? Your permit would be good for next Fall as well!
Email me...birddogdoc@hotmail.com
Looks like Uncle Rod had fun too!
Shawn
Eric,
I don't believe I've every pictured tight holding birdings with quite that imagry (i.e puckered up . . .). Looks like you put the WWF smackdown on some roosters- the birds we love to hate (or hate to love,which is it?) Good job!
Andy
Andy
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