Bob Peters
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We zipped out Friday morning and started at our traditional spot on the eastern side of east south dakota. Yes that last sentence was on purpose for emphasis. 4 guys we got 7 birds there in just under two hours. I think this spot gets hunted for pheasants about 3 times a year total. The middle of the day was filled with driving and a few short unproductive walks. My buddy said let's just road hunt back to the cabin. I said you wanna look at this lonely spot I saw on the map quick? We did, and parked there, gabbing on what to do, when the roosters started flying into the grass thicker'n stukka bombers over Poland in September of '39. That pretty much made the decision for us. It was the golden 30 minutes and boy oh boy was that light grass loaded to the gills with roosters unsuspecting of Skye and Roxy's oncoming blitz. We shot good and had our last three in no time. A highlight of my hunting days for sure.
Day two was an average one. We ended up with 5 for our truck(our buddies hunted seperate). Lost one that my buddy tickled down. The dogs flushed a tiny rooster right in front of me that cackled but was the size of a quail down by Yankton. I didn't feel like diverting our trip to an Indian shrine in Saskatchewan so held fire.
Day three we hunted like infants. Picked bad spots, didn't see many birds first 3 hours. Finally we got the jump on some and I was low on aiming fluid. Didn't blank but definitely got humbled that day. Thankfully our buddies in the other truck got their limit.
Day 4 we hunted one spot for a little over an hour and picked up three.
Life is short, get out and go hunting, you won't regret it.
Skye and Roxy 1st Pic
Izzy the gryph and Harlow the golden 2nd Pic
Day two was an average one. We ended up with 5 for our truck(our buddies hunted seperate). Lost one that my buddy tickled down. The dogs flushed a tiny rooster right in front of me that cackled but was the size of a quail down by Yankton. I didn't feel like diverting our trip to an Indian shrine in Saskatchewan so held fire.
Day three we hunted like infants. Picked bad spots, didn't see many birds first 3 hours. Finally we got the jump on some and I was low on aiming fluid. Didn't blank but definitely got humbled that day. Thankfully our buddies in the other truck got their limit.
Day 4 we hunted one spot for a little over an hour and picked up three.
Life is short, get out and go hunting, you won't regret it.
Skye and Roxy 1st Pic
Izzy the gryph and Harlow the golden 2nd Pic
