Bob Peters
Well-known member
This post is a little late. I took the dog on a whim to a spot very close to the metro for the golden hour, but people were hunting there already(sunday evening). I drove to a spot that I thought was better but surely there would be hunters there but, lo and behold, there was no one in sight! We had 25 minutes to hunt, so I figured to make the best of it. We got near a thick weed patch and I saw out of the corner of my eye a bird flying away, and not sure of its gender, I then heard a cackle. I made haste to the general direction from which it came and sure enough, another bird flushed, a rooster as well! I drew up and let two shells fly, dropping him with the second. It was a long shot, so I was surprised. I ran to where he fell, called the dog, and she tracked him down 15 yards away. I couldn't believe it. Every single pheasant I've ever got is a trophy to me. And I'm so lucky to get to hunt with such a good dog. Happy pheasant season to all, enjoy this special time of year.
