I had a pretty darn good season. The dogs and I made a few trips to MN before our IA and NE seasons started. They have some really well cared for public lands in MN. We will get back up there this fall, if my schedule allows. The highlights of my season were getting to hunt with my oldest son as he carried a gun for the first time, getting to hunt more with my recently retired father, hunting a LOT more than I ever have, and watching my youngest dog Cash experience his first hunting season. I shot much better this season than I did the season before (had nowhere to go but up!). I picked up an electric trap thrower after last season, and I put it to good use. I did not keep a journal this year, and I regret that. I got out 34 or 35 times the season before, and I know I hunted more this season than last.
Towards the end of the season, my Dad's oldest brother fell ill, and did not recover. Uncle Buss loved the outdoors, and was always willing to let me tag along. The loss of my Uncle, and the season coming to an end, put me in a funk that I am just now coming out of. I think this is the first time I've visited the board in several weeks. With the snow now gone and the temps more seasonable, Cash and I have been back to training hard. I'll be planting a couple food plots for the first time this spring, and I'm hoping to talk Dad into planting a shelter belt below his house. My oldest boy, Schafer, is finally old enough to join the trap team this year, so we are both looking forward to that. The pheasants in my little part of the world should have had a fairly easy go of it this winter. I have hopes for this coming year!
Schafer and Cash. Stars of the future!
View attachment 5395
Uncle Buss and Grandpa Mark, probably taken late '80's/early '90's.
View attachment 5396
My Dad, Schafer, and Cash. Schafer had just missed a bird, then watched his Grandpa, who was blocking, drop a pair of roosters.
View attachment 5397