Jan
22
2008
Last week I went out hunting for pheasant for the first time. What a blast! Even though it was freaking cold, I had a great time and I now have a new appreciation for what it takes to take down a bird. We had eight birds released, and we only bagged four. Not bad, considering all them flew in the opposite direction they are supposed to! (Into the wind instead of against it.) Seth and I both shot at one bird and wounded it, so I am not sure who actually hit it. (Seth probably.) It landed and ran, but the dog got it in the end.
Bill's dog, Shadow, is a great bird dog, she flushed out all the birds and was probably laughing at us for only getting four.
I really want to thank Uncle Jim for the invite; I had an awesome time and would do it again anytime. Thanks Jim!
