Walking the field backwards:
Reminds me of a hunt dad and I did southwest of Greensburg on Thanksgiving day last year. We'd hunted the same CRP field the previous January, started walking a weedy draw though the middle of the grass, all the birds were jumping wild at the end, 200 yards in front of us. On the Thanksgiving hunt I had him drop me and one dog off on the west end of the field, he drove to the east end with the other dog, we started pushing the same weedy draw, meet in the middle. Wouldn't do it with people I didn't trust or wasn't familiar with, but have no worries with my dad. We got about 150 yards apart, one jumped behind me, I shot and dropped him, then all hell broke loose and about 50 birds jumped between us, out of both our ranges. I don't think they'd been hunted that way before, if it hadn't been for the early jumper we would have had a lot more shooting.