I have no quarrel with preserves. In many areas it's all thats left. I think the thing that nags at those of us who practice the sport of wild bird hunting, is why in the world would anybody need to run a preserve in SD of all places, and why any real sportsman would travel a great distance to shoot pheasants under such conditions? I have been to preserves and participated in the shooting, and I am not offended by it any more than I am the local meat packing plant, or an international live pigeon shoot. I also, thank heaven for a lifetime of actual hunting, do not confuse any of the practices of a preserve with a real hunt. A preserve is frankly a mockery of, or at least a very poor substitute for an actual hunting. OK for dog training, young people learning the sport, but otherwise frequented by potentates, indian chiefs, oil shieks, captains of industry, and other dandified sports who masquerade as real sportsmen. I am forced to assume that in the case of preserves in SD, there is a certain preconcieved ingenuous intent in the travel to SD, only to shoot pen raised birds, but tell the world what great sports and Hunters they are. Why not shoot " pennies" in Virginia? or Florida? perhaps we can make Las Vegas the " pheasant" capital of the world. All it requires is fresh green birds, and lots of them, to keep the barrels hot, for the nimrods, challenges of strategy, terrain, working in concert with a good dog, take a backseat to the wine and bullshit session back on the veranda at the lodge, limits guaranteed, of course because the sports wouldn't comeback if they had to walk more than a couple of level 80's of perfectly quaffed fields. Just watch one of the ludicrous pheasant shows that litter the sports channels with their celebrity hosts, all world class shooters who regularly miss 20 yard shots at pen raised flying birds. Makes us all look cheap and simple minded, Before I call that pheasant hunting, not pheasant shooting, and delude myself that it's real, I take a hacksaw to my favorite double. Well, as Patton said, "Now you son-ofa- #$%^ know how I feel"