craziest thing you have seen a pheasant do

There was a bunch that escaped from a pen once we came accross, they all had blinders on. they were in a place we could hunt. My friend wanted to get a couple and I said no. they had worked there way quite a ways from the pen. Were talking 2-3 thousand birds. We talked to the guy and asked if he wanted help, he said no if any come back thats fine but OH well, he had wrote them off already. So I said if your dog can get one you can get one but you can't shoot it. He was up from TX. So the dog goes out, flushes a rooster, and dammed if that bird didn't fly 50' right into the steel leg of a irrigation system and die. The dog went over and picked it up, and we all belly laughed for quite a while.
 
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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I have had this happen too, with ducks, geese, and a couple roosters.:cheers:
 
This is not exactly a do, but interesting. I was hunting way out west on a full section of CRP. I had several dogs down, but Raven was carrying the mail. She had been working birds for several minutes when she took a hard stand on a rise. I walked in and flushed, taking the bird nicely. When I received the bird, I noticed that it had an unusual amount of white on it. I got home and started cleaning birds when I got to the odd colored bird. Started as usual until I got to the legs. I sat there a bit shocked after I noticed that it had one leg facing forward and one facing backward. Closer inspection revealed it had been injured, probably shot, the previous year and had ossified in that position. I suppose that it had to drag as it was moving through vegetation and the foot naturally turned backwards due to physics. Just one odd thing I've run into.
 
Darned Birds

Never seen them hit buildings or silos before power lines yes...

One year my dad and I were hunting a preserve with some buddies. We were coming out of some CRP into a little old run down homestead and a rooster darts across in front of us and down into a hole he goes. My dad couldn't believe it. We're all watching laughing and next thing I know the pheasant peeks out with my dad standing behind the hole. My dad shoves his arm in and pull the rooster out flapping away. Saved a shell on that bird!!!
 
Another good one

Maybe not so much what the pheasant did but the newb hunter. I had a buddy that had never hunted, took his hunter saftey, shot some to get used to a borrowed gun and west he came with my dad and I.

We were hunting some CRP strips and he drops legs on a rooster that sails a quarter mile into a cut corn field. We finish hunting the strip and move to the corn next with a good mark on the bird. Getting close to the mark I'm surprised by the bird, head up with wings spread out on the ground. I tell him to come get his 1st pheasant. He can't believe its still alive and wants to shoot it again point blank. "No, No, just pick it up and ring its neck"

He proceeds to put on his glove and choke the HELL out of this rooster. Which in turn starts flailing my buddy to no end. Has to be one of the funniest hunting incidents I've ever seen. They are both freaky out, rooster with its mouth open and tongue out, wings beating the piss out of my buddy. My buddy trying to finish off this rooster thats about to fly out of his hands by choking it. I come to the rescue and have never let him live that day down. :D
 
I know this is an older post but had to add a story from this year. Just got back from hunting SD. Another good year of hunting. Numbers seemed down for SD but that is a whole lot better than any I have had here in MN.

Anyways. I am out hunting with my group of 8. We have a few birds in our vest. I shoot one and run and grab it. Pheasants are starting to fly so I just stuff him in my vest and get back up with the group. About 30 minutes later we stop to get ready for our next push when I decide to take my hooded sweatshirt off. I take off my hunting vest and put it down. Get my coat off and then just as I have one arm out of my sweatshirt my dog starts chasing a pheasant running away. I then realize it is the one from my vest that I did not make sure was dead. So there I am with one arm out of my sweatshrit chasing a injured pheasant with my dog right on its tail also. The rest of the group just sits and laughed as I chased it.

My dog eventully get him and brings him to me with a look on his face saying, " How many time do you want me to chase this bird?"
 
Had a Rooster fly out of the trunk of my '51 Chev when I opened it after returning home back in the 60's. Dad looked at me and asked "Shoot & release?"

My Springer, Taz was hot on the tail of a beautiful old & cagey Rooster; when Taz was almost on top of it, the bird darted down a Badger hole never to be seen again. I always wondered if maybe the Badger was home, as we watched the hole for quite a spell and never did see the bird emerge.

Opened the garage door to take the Kids' quads out. When I moved the first quad, a Quail darted out from under it & flushed.
 
By far one of the oddest thing I've ever seen, or rather heard, was a thousand or more pheasants all cackling simultaneously one calm evening in SD.

Once the sun went down all the roosters within the surrounding square mile mad a few chirping calls then cried out in one giant simultaneous cackle and that was it for the evening.

It was as if they all said "lights out". I've never heard pheasants do that before within such a large area of land and in such great #'s. Haven't witnessed it since.:confused:

That was an evening I'll never forget.
 
I went hunting Quail today. Shot two out of a covey of 20+ . Both seemed stone dead , put in back of game bag. I walk for half a mile and the male, in the game bag started calling. I had to take the vest off and ring his neck to shut him up. Little fibers they are.:)
 
Wonder what that bird was calling you, jmac?!?
 
In the days that Montana had no daytime speed limit,I was stretching the legs of a Ducati Superbike out East of Lewistown. Took a hen right off the top of my helmet at well into triple digits.Put me on queer street for a few seconds.When I snapped-to, I realized I needed to clean my visor,and an area a little south of there,as well.
 
ranchodeluxe said:
In the days that Montana had no daytime speed limit,I was stretching the legs of a Ducati Superbike out East of Lewistown. Took a hen right off the top of my helmet at well into triple digits.Put me on queer street for a few seconds.When I snapped-to, I realized I needed to clean my visor,and an area a little south of there,as well.
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:eek::eek::eek::eek: Your lucky you still have a head.:eek:
 
Last year out in Kansas, a Rooster got up and got shot with a pellet in the nogen. It flew about 300 yds and lit straight down with wings open. I should of said parachuted! We were headed that way anyway and said the dog would probably find it, I had it marked pretty good. When we get there, the dog locks up and I can see the Rooster along with another gentleman! I can see he is hit in the eye! Before I can release Bleu, this guy jumps on it and it was on!!! I was on the ground laughing so hard I was crying! It was a MMA bout for sure and with screams to boot!!! Rolling around for 20-30 seconds! One moment the guy is on top , the next the Rooster is on top!!! After it was said and done , one dead Rooster and one guy with bleeding spur marks down his face and arms!!!! I reminded him why and what dogs are for, but damn I know I would of won some money if I had that on video!!!:cheers:
 
I am sure some of you have had this happen, where you hit a rooster in the head, they fly straight up, croke, and fall like a rock.
 
While out hunting one cold winter day with myself and just a dog. The dog bumped a roster near a tree line. The rooster got up into the trees. Sat on a branch and cackled at the dog who sat below the tree. Kinda like a dog who has a squirrel up a tree, except no dog barking.

The bird was so focused on the dog, I was able to walk up to the tree and yell at the bird, who attempted to fly away.
 
I was hunting in Kansas in a CRP field a few years back when one of my younger dogs spun in a half twist and locked down hard on a bird. Frosty morning day, very little wind but the body language and intensity she displayed told me that she nailed a bird on the roost. As I walked up to flush the bird, a Rooster broke out to my right about 10 yards away. It was one of those slow motion moments, when you can almost see the birds eye! The bird must have saw me as it took fight, as I was swinging my smoke pole quickly to the right. I was unable to shoot due to the close range of the bird. The Rooster got too about 4 feet above the grass and dropped like a rock to the ground and began running with the after burners on full throttle, dog was right on its trail, tracking wide open at times. No doubt she was on a mission and dad was not gonna deny her that bird!... I found the dog about an hour later, almost a mile down a two track road with a bird in the mouth.
 
The beak shot

I shot a bird last year that when hit changed direction and flew straight into the ground. It landed about 30 yards from the dog who was just about to it when it got up and started flying away. Last I saw the dog was behind the rooster that was 6' off the ground and going over the hill. A few minutes later the dog came back with the rooster. It was still alive but one pellet had split the upper beak in two. I can only guess that it basically caused the bird to lose it sense of direction and fly into the ground. It had a couple of other pellets in it when I cleaned it but nothing that would have been fatal.
 
This one still makes me laugh

A buddy and I were driving by a parking area for some Block Management.
We saw these two fellows walking down a hedgerow, they might have been 1/4 to 1/2 mile out.
Right beside their vehicle (6 feet away) in the parking lot were three roosters and a hen just walking around. Not scared on this strange truck or us just sitting there watching them

I really wish that I had one of the old polaroid camera's.... I would have loved to have taken a photo of the birds beside their truck and then place the picture on their windshield with the caption reading : WISH YOU WERE HERE"
This still makes me laugh.
 
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