BritChaser
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Nature abounded as I hunted alone on the high plains of NW KS Saturday and Sunday morning. Spent Saturday morning wandering through a section of walk-in that must be one of the best pheasant habitats in the US, a place where I saw 200 birds one season. It didn't disappoint. I walked out of the field in time for a late lunch with three cocks in the bag. Took a long lunch, a little siesta at the motel, and then headed out about four to stalk a turkey. Found a bunch who saw me about the time I saw them. I simply froze standing. Turkeys are curious creatures, aren't they? A big hen led the way into range. Still had a little daylight so I pulled out the other gun and hunted a nearby draw, some stubble, and a habitat belt between the stubble and a field of corn stalks. I flock of prairie chickens flushed out of the stalks and flew right by me on their way to their roost. One prairie chicken in the bag. But my luck did not hold as I missed on a quail flush off a point on the way back to the car. Next morning a dark coyote and I hunted a big draw where I bagged two more cocks. Gus the Brittany made a ghost retrieve on a bird I wasn't sure I even hit. Nature abounded.