Bob Peters
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I took a day off from the Salt mines and traveled south to the fields of dreams. Iowa public land hunting. I started at a spot where the corn had come out sometime in the last 6 days. My worst fears came true, after sitting in the truck for almost 2 hours the dogs hit hot scent within minutes. I kept up however, and managed to get my first easy miss out of the way right quick. Not a great start. After that we walked a looong time with not much to see. Actually before leaving I circled back to the spot of my miss and the dogs got hot again and this time I blasted one at close range. Whew, the skunk was out of the boat, so to speak. The second spot was a gong show, meaning I missed an easy shot and hit another bird we couldn't find. Things just weren't going right. I'm not one to quit. Headed to a third spot, which was loaded last Saturday. The dog got birdy and lo and behold caught a live cripple! I'll take it! We never flushed a bird in that field other than the cripple. With 430 fast approaching we walked adjoining ditches. With about 4 minutes left Skye got on a bird and was running all around a barb wire fence, that always makes me pucker up. She put up a rooster and I actually made a good shot and we had a limit! It might take me all day, but I never quit. We'll be back at it tomorrow. Totally different area.