Take a step back and realize what you've got

[Bob Peters]

The bird population around here is pretty poor now so I limit myself to one rooster a day and often come home without shooting one but my dogs still love to go
So I'll keep hunting as long as I can follow the dogs.

I hear that all the way. MN pheasant hunting isn't as good as some states, but it does hold pretty steady from what I've seen, and heard from others. Knew a guy that moved to Indiana from here. He drove out in the country to scout public land and couldn't hardly find any. MN has good amount of public, even if it gets pressure. I big game hunted just a little bit, shot one doe. My aunt and uncle own a pile of land in southern WI where you'll see tons of deer every day out hunting. They always ask if I'd like to come back deer hunting. I appreciate that, but after I saw a good dog catch a scent and find a rooster, my deer hunting days were over. It's not even close.

 

[NDPheasant]

I’ve hunted them ever since. FF to December of 2021, my wife was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer. After 3 weeks of being shell shocked I went out for quick hunt at the same uncles farm. The world was silent that day, these 2 birds flew in slow motion, it is hard to explain I remember breaking down and crying after that 2nd bird.

Thank you for the update on your wife. I remember when you first shared you personal story. I’ve found that nature has a way of offering solace when words and even time cannot. This fall, after losing our two-week-old granddaughter, I’ve sought refuge in the outdoors, finding moments of peace and connection amidst the heartache. When the breezes blow against my face, I’m reminded that she is near, offering a quiet comfort in the midst of grief. Your story resonates deeply, and I hope you and your wife find strength and solace, even in the smallest of moments. My thoughts are with you both.

 

[PTM]

Thank you for the update on your wife. I remember when you first shared you personal story. I’ve found that nature has a way of offering solace when words and even time cannot. This fall, after losing our two-week-old granddaughter, I’ve sought refuge in the outdoors, finding moments of peace and connection amidst the heartache. When the breezes blow against my face, I’m reminded that she is near, offering a quiet comfort in the midst of grief. Your story resonates deeply, and I hope you and your wife find strength and solace, even in the smallest of moments. My thoughts are with you both.

Thank you