craziest thing you have seen a pheasant do

tobymac

tobymac

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I have seen a lot of things in my hunting years chasing the wiley ringneck. I have seen them fly out from under my feet and get away. Shot one, still alive a stare down my chocolate lab and not move a muscle. I have seen them fly in to the telephone wires. But the best is I watched as we surounded a small dried out slough about 10 guys and push it towards the center. One bird got up and started to head out. But as soon as he seen the blaze orange it changed directions. Then seen the next blaze orange hunter and changed directions again. It did this like 4 to 6 times and then flew right back into the dried out slough again. It was the safest place for him and he knew it.
 
Very entertaining post! I guess I would say it is pretty crazy watching them fly into things....like big white houses or silos. I don't know why they do it, but I've witnessed it and had to laugh. How could they fly into a house they've spent their entire life around?
 
I was hunting along side a creek. A Rooster came out from Misty's point, my female Brit. I shot and it dropped across the creek. Misty ran over chased it down very much alive. She came back to the creek with the bird. I talked, begged and pleated for her to carry it across the creek to me. No go. I decided to walk the creek a short distance and found a rock crossing. So I did. Much to my surprise there was Misty happy to see me on her side. BUT NO BIRD. I said "Misty where is the Bird? She ran back up the creek a ways to where I last seen her with the bird. She went on point. I went up to her and there was the pheasant stuffed into a hole. Every time it stuck its head up, Misty would push it down again. She had that bird so intimidated it did not even run off while she was getting me at the creek crossing......Bob
 
Best one I can think of is while walking a creek bottom a rooster just under my lab Sam, One shot and I put it in the middle of the widest part of the creek. When Sam swam out to the bird that was sitting up in the water like a duck, the bird dove under and Sam missed him. Sam swam by and turned, the bird was up again and dove each time sam got near him. We all laughed so hard that we must have hurt Sam's feels because she came out of the creek and sat beside me and looked up at me as if to say "Well Dam* it! if you can do it better then let's SEE !" So I got wet!
 
tobymac said:
I have yet to see them hit a building or any big perminate structure. I would have a laugh at that too.
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Toby, good reminder.......

This is an old one but my buddy and I were hunting just south of Cannon Falls MN coming back from goose hunting in Rochester and we were driving along Hwy 52. We see this rooster over off the approach of an adjacent gravel road and get out and put the stalk on him and we put him up and both of us emptied our guns as we watch the bird fly away without a feather touched. We keep watching him for awhile longer and then it looks like he is going to fly smack dab into the side of nearby farmhouse. Sure enough all off a sudden there is a large crash as he flys right through a glass window in the house. You can imagine the reaction my buddy and I had. This must have been along time ago and when we were young dumb and excited becuase I had the balls to go up to the house and knock on door and ask if we could have the bird. Thank God the only thing home was a big dog that came to door with look on his face as if to say "Get me outta here!!!" Wonder what the people thought when they got home?
 
One day we were hunting one of our favorite strips of cover (that we almost always pulled a bird from) that ended in a plowed strip next to a wooded slough with about a foot of water in it. My pup was acting birdy the whole way down and we were anticipating a flush at the end of the cover. When we finished the push (with no flush) we stopped to discuss our next move. I noticed my dog going crazy by the waters edge, so I came over and saw a red eye patch and a yellow eye watching me from the water, just as my dog dove in for the flush. That was one smart, old, wet, hook spurred rooster, that the biologist said was probably 3 years old.

We dubbed him the submarine rooster. Now we always let the check the slough for us.:D
 
I have a short video I shot of two cocks fighting. i wish I would have got the whole thing. They really where locked up rolling around on the ground in a ball. I'll try and load it to Youtube tonight.
 
My lab trailed a bird to a fence and froze like he was real close to the bird. This fence had fairly large holes- maybe 5X8 inches. A rooster had tried to go trough a hole and was stuck. I grabbed it, tossed it in the air, and my buddy shot it as it tried to fly away.
 
drunken grouse

I had heard that ruffed grouse get drunk on fermented berries and that is one cause of the situations where they fly through house windows. I once came along in the woods and surprised a grouse, he jumped up and tried to fly, but then sat back down again, jumped up again, and came back down again. Not very sporting, but I was empty handed and shot it anyway.
 
Make sure the birds are actually DEAD when you put them in the back of the pickup. It's kind of embarassing to open the topper door later only to have a rooster fly out. Of course, when that happens, the guns are all unloaded and cased.................................
 
I knocked a Ruff Grouse down with great, great grandfathers old 1880's SxS this fall. I reached down to pick it up and it took off. i never did get it. I jumped it again and missed it clean. Must have not hit it too bad the first time. It was flying pretty good the second time I jumped it.
 
CRP said:
Make sure the birds are actually DEAD when you put them in the back of the pickup. It's kind of embarassing to open the topper door later only to have a rooster fly out. Of course, when that happens, the guns are all unloaded and cased.................................
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This one is classic. I've witnessed a few shoot and release roosters and it never ceases to amaze me!
 
For sure, the other "classic" is having a bird get up right by the truck when the guns are unloaded and everyone is talking about the next spot to hunt.
 
Opening day this year one of the guys got back to the truck grabbed a bird out of his vest a flung it into the truck. It took flight before it hit the truck bed. He took off in a dead sprint across a wheat stubble field to chase it down. He forgot his gun and the dogs didn't realize what had happened. The bird landed a couple hundred yards out. It was like watching Rocky chase the chicken. He caught the bird and brought it back to many applause.
 
I know I reported this story before, but what the heck.

Ruby found me a bird in the grass next to a empty field. I hit it, but not very hard. It's legs where already on a full run when it hit the open field. It was heading fast to some cover some 60-70 yards away. Ruby was on a full run to catch it. I was hoping she'd get it before it got to the cover. She didn't quite make it and the rooster and ruby disappeared into the cover.

To my surprise, the rooster came running back out of the cover followed by Ruby. Soon as both her out, the rooster headed back in followed by Ruby. Sure enough both came back out and back in again. As I got closer, this happened one more time when Ruby finally caught the bird.

When I finally got up to that point, I finally realized what was going on. This was only a strip of cover about 10 feet wide. The rooster kept wanting to find cover only to find he was going full bore into another open field on the other side! So he kept turning around hoping to find alot of cover that just wasn't there.
 
flying out of a buddies game sack on his back as we are walking a field. I think he dirtied himself a little.:)
 
quail story

Cleaning quail one night in basement and was done, but heard a flutter from my game vest - checked it and no bird. At work next day picked up a message from my wife - "there's a damn quail walking around in the basement". She calls my buddy and gets him directly - he advises her to go around back and open the basement door, then come back into the house and yell for Sally our springer to go "fetch" down the basement. Sally tears down the steps and promptly comes to around the front of the house, proudly carrying a tennis ball. By time I get home no bird in the basement, and phone rings from neighbor that a quail is strutting around his front yard and get this, he accused me of having something to do with it.
 
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