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We like the humpbacks. Dad has several. He picked a Sweet up a few years ago…this thing is brand new. Don’t believe it’s seen a shell and it’s from the 50’s. Had a Montifeltro out last night and put it together. Gotta say that action is silky smooth.

Early on I would de burr my Setter that evening after a hunt. No more. I’ll wait till the next day and be amazed at what she can get out herself. Then clean up what’s left. Arm pits ears etc.

Switch shells, take off buttpad, or add length, change chokes, take different gun, change clothes, change underwear, enter truck thru passenger door, see shaman

I’ll have to check but that may even be a Remington model 11.

Classic all the way

He”ll be 73 in December, definitely geezer country. Misses are always funny when it’s not me!

Dad and I got out for a blue sky day. Got blanked at first stop. Got into em at the second. Each got a bird apiece. He was tickled to get one with his Dads old humpback. Saw plenty of hens and few other roosters.

“One day you get no chances for all your struggle. Or, worse yet, you fail chances that you should have seized. Another time you make them all. If you consistently get limits, however, consider making the rules more difficult for yourself. Field sports are not about targets and scores...

Only thing I can think of is shock collar

Thanks Goose, rereading Pheasants of The Mind if you couldn’t tell.

Aw man tell me more! Or at least would ya hunt with him again?

Hmm. We just got back from Sodak earlier this week.

Never miss an opportunity to make friends with leo. Particularly a game warden while out hunting. In se Colorado I was drawing a blank. Saw a co changing a tire on side of the road, I pulled over and helped. You bet I asked where I should look for birds and he pointed me right to them...

She’s settled down and seems back to normal.

urine looks normal, drinking normal

Antsy last night, her panting breathing kept me up. Took her out at 1 30 am for a leak. Same behavior. I bet I’ve seen her pee over a dozen times today. Went for a morning hunt and she finally seems relaxed. What’s up? In heat? UTI? Kidney stones?

Only thing you could of done differently was ask if he had any fields you could hunt.

The pheasant leads us inside ourselves to a place we could not reach on purpose. You can get there from here. The pheasant knows where it is going. Datus Proper

I prefer Dollar General flip flops, comfortable affordable waterproof while still letting feet breathe. Pair up with Sitka socks and tackle just about any terrain.

Meet at yer spot?