Had the pheasant flu today so took off and headed out to hunt with a couple buddies. Pulled up to one of our honey holes and it was fenced off, cattle had been in it. Drove around to a few more spots and most where disked up and planted to winter wheat. Pretty disappointing stuff. Seen two roosters in the area and both fell to the over/under. One was a very young bird, barely turning colors and about the size of a hen. Headed South a ways and hunted some other places we've done well in the past and seen a few, not many, did miss one rooster. Walked some good looking stuff, with feed and water close by and didn't kick many birds. Seen 5 roosters on the day and maybe 2-3 hens. Frustrating to say the least. I did kill one of the roosters over my dogs point, so thankful for that. But, I feel bad when the dogs work their rears off for very little reward. Came home with two birds, kids and I enjoyed them fried up for supper. Tweaked my knee pretty good somehow, getting old sucks. Although after a few whiskey drinks this evening it's feeling pretty good! Going to be warm tomorrow, think I'll go chase deer.