Your Favorite Pheasant Shot

Ouch pointer, that hurts. We may not have your pheasant populations, but our game bird diversity is much better.
 
the best one I ever had was driving down a dirt road just about dusk after setting at the dove ponds and my buddy said look out your window at that dove the thing was keeping up with us at 50 mph ha said i bet you cant hit it always up for a challenge i shot him left handed out the window of a dodge neon moving 50 mph never found him but he did go down
 
I don't know about which I could call my greatest shot. When you have been hunting since 1954 it is kind of hard to remember. Then too, maybe age has something to do with it.

My favorite shot is easy. I like anything that is going away from me. I shoot a lot of Trap and I can label my shots from the trap stations and angles of flight. So those are suppose to be easy shots for me. That is if I don't, then if I do this, etc.........Bob
 
My favorite shot ...

A friend and I went rabbit hunting in December here in MI on some new land we hadn't hunted before. On the walk through the field down towards the swamp edge my friend kept commenting on how it looked like good pheasant habitat. Having taken my first trip to the Dakotas recently, I concurred that it looked like good habitat, but being that I'd only ever taken 1 MI pheasant before and it was 5 years prior, and my friend had never shot any, I dismissed that we'd honestly find any.

About 1/2 way across the field my friend comments that he thinks he's found pheasant tracks in the light dusting of snow which had occurred earlier that day. I ragged him at first, but then walked over and confirmed tracks and poop, so we gave up rabbits to find a pheasant! We spent the entire afternoon walking the field (no dog mind you) and all we found were tracks, but not a single bird. It got to a point where we were running out of good shooting light and were going to make one final pass back towards where we'd parked. My friend wanted to walk an edge next to a cut corn field that we had just walked 30 minutes prior and I wanted to hit a gully out towards the middle that we hadn't touched the entire time we were there. So we split up.

About the time I got to the gully, my friend up over the top edge of the hill somewhere, I heard a shot from his direction. Then another. He's shoots a double and there was no hollering, so I presumed he missed whatever rabbit he was shooting at. Just then a pheasants came flying down over the hill and hit cruise right before me about 30 yards up. I piled him on the first shot! :D

I checked with my friend to see if he'd thought he'd hit his at all. There was only the one that got up, he rushed his shot and flat out missed the second one, so I got the chance to show him how it's done! Most certainly my favorite shot and I was pretty lucky that rooster flew 125-150 yards my way. :D


My favorite shot to take - flying straight away, because it's hard to miss! :cheers:
 
Gove County Britts said:
the best one I ever had was driving down a dirt road just about dusk after setting at the dove ponds and my buddy said look out your window at that dove the thing was keeping up with us at 50 mph ha said i bet you cant hit it always up for a challenge i shot him left handed out the window of a dodge neon moving 50 mph never found him but he did go down
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i love it lol not many can shoot like us kansasans gove lol i cant see my self doing it now but i know friends that would i personally couldnt help but laugh not out of my truck though!
 
About 40 years ago my friend and I were hunting on opening day near Milton, Kansas. It was so foggy that morning that visibility was only about 30 yards. We were walking a strip of cut milo about 150 yards wide that was planted between two terraces that wound along a field. We each walked near one edge so we could keep track of our location in the fog and make sure we were far enough apart for safety. We couldn't see each other but kept yelling out our locations as we walked.

About half way through the field we had just sounded our locations and I heard him shoot twice, followed by "damn!", then "he's coming your way". I waited for what seemed like forever then saw the rooster pop out of the fog coming toward me. I dropped him and he fell less than 10 yards to my left. I'll always remember that one.

Cass
 
Several come to mind...around 1995 we were hunting some strips of standing corn just off highway 42 in SE SD. The other part of the field had been cut earlier in the fall for silage...so that ground was pretty much bare. There were 4 or 5 of us walking the corn and a couple guys blocking. I was on one side of the strip of standing corn. A rooster got up on the opposite side of the corn strip and flew the gauntlet. Every walker took at least 2 shots at that bird...sounded like WWIII! By the time he got to my side he was pretty high and movin' on! I waited till he got past me a bit to my right...and got lucky and dropped him about 50 yards out on the bare ground! That kind of a shot always makes a guy feel good about himself....that is until he flat misses on a really easy one! :)
 
Unfortunately my most memorable shots are the ones that I just nick and my dog bails me out by tracking it down and bringing it back. Or maybe those are not such unfortunate memories.
 
moe I have had a few of those memorable shots last yea me and my buddy got a double with one bird falling into a ravine and the other on a terrace 10 yards away one dog went one way and one the other the one in the ravine was dead but the one on the terrace was running and that damn bird ran 4 more terraces away and headed half way down the field before my trusty lab cought it and brought it back
 
The one that comes to mind for me happened last year. My dog spotted a running pheasant in the corn and took off running after it. i was expecting the bird to get up and fly but it didnt. The bird turned around and ran back at the dog. The dog tried to grab him and missed and the bird finally took flight. I was able to drop the bird on 1 shot but didn't kill it. The bird ended up going into some cover. It was great seeing the dog trap the bird in the cover. The bird would try and get out on 1 side and the dog would come around and pin it back into the cover. I ended up going over and grabbing the bird. It was a great time watching the dog work like that.
 
Memorable shots
A triple in SD once in my life only recovered two, the third slipped me and the dogs.
A couple of very long shots of 50 yards plus on pen birds locally. I usually don't shoot that kind of distance but if I am with guys who do not hunt regularly and they have been gracious enough to buy some birds for my dogs to work I try to help them out and recover those $20 bills that are flying away.
And last but not least, Last year in SD we hit a bird probably 1/4 mile back from where we recovered. The dogs would get hot and lose it and get hot and lose it. as we were coming to the very end of cover my nephews GSP goes on point. I am in the bottom of a ditch that is at best 2 yards wide and 3 feet deep and he is pointing at my feet. So I part the grass and look but all I can see is 4 inches of tail feathers sticking out of the undercut bank of the ditch. so in I reach and I come out with a very lively injured bird.

Fav shot
The easiest answer is anyone that a bird falls dead. I guess straight away or up and to the right would be a close second
 
Moe you are right on with your post. I am a great one for nicking. Tony has given me some very memorable memories on some of those retrieves. Like the one where he set the live bird down in the middle of creek to take a drink after a long hot chase........Bob
 
Since Cory is probably making a favorite shot on a towel-head somewhere in the desert, I'll tell a story of an incredible shot I saw him make last year. He's a damn good shot, especially on birds flying R to L as he's right handed. His lead is just right so he gets a lot of head shots. Well, walking through a milo field about 5 birds get up at once. He picks out a crossing rooster that's about 15-20 yards away and takes its head clean off.....not a pellet in the body!

Cory, can you draw us a comparison between leading a rooster and a running member of the Taliban? :D

I assume it's easier as "you just don't lead em' so much"
 
D'Oh...$!#!@$$!!

My favorite shot is from about 2 years ago. Myself, a college buddy and my brother-in-law are walking a large WMA in SW MN. No one has a dog so we are just trying to walk into the wind in manageable chunks.

I am on the left, my brother-in-law in the middle and college friend on the right. The rooster gets up to my left and a little behind. He crosses left to right about 10-15 yards in front of me and across the group.

I proceed to crank off 3 shots out of my 870 about as fast as I can. Right after my brother-in-law cranks 3 out of his 12 gauge. Followed by my college friend unloading his 20 gauge as well. It went something like this.

Flush...Boom...Boom...Boom.Boom..Boom...Boom..Boom...Boom...Boom

Silence...9 shots in all and the bird still flying and cackling/laughing at us as it flew away. I don't think I have ever laughed that hard. It flew straight across as we each took 3 shots and just kept going. It still makes me laugh just thinking about it.
 
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Fan; That reminds me of a story that happened way back in 1955. There was a duck shooting spot it was old dirt road. South of the Twin Cities, MN. I think it was near Farmington or Shakopee. Hunters would line both sides of that road and shoot at ducks as they flew back and forth. Lets say from north to south and back again. This one duck decides it is going to east to west. All us great hunters with all sorts of fire power, 20 guys or so, all start shooting. It sounded like WW2 and WW3. Then it got all quiet everybody was empty and the duck was still flying. Way down on the end was a 10 year old boy. His father had put him there to keep him out of harms way. The boy had a Stevens .410 single shot. "POP" and duck folded and dropped. One very proud boy walked over and picked up his duck, as the rest of us swore at ourselves............Bob
 
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kansasbrittany said:
Since Cory is probably making a favorite shot on a towel-head somewhere in the desert, I'll tell a story of an incredible shot I saw him make last year. He's a damn good shot, especially on birds flying R to L as he's right handed. His lead is just right so he gets a lot of head shots. Well, walking through a milo field about 5 birds get up at once. He picks out a crossing rooster that's about 15-20 yards away and takes its head clean off.....not a pellet in the body!

Cory, can you draw us a comparison between leading a rooster and a running member of the Taliban? :D

I assume it's easier as "you just don't lead em' so much"
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do what? his head clean off wow never heard or seen that you being serious?
 
only a pointer said:
do what? his head clean off wow never heard or seen that you being serious?
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Dead serious....pun intended. I have no reason to exaggerate someone else's reputation as a great shooter. I believe he told me he did it one time later in the season as well. It was pretty impressive. Me and the other hunters actually saw the head fly off and watched the body fall. We were there when he cleaned it that night and not a bb in the body. So, I'm afraid it is possible at 15 or fewer yards with a modified or full choke to take the head clean off w/ a very well placed shot.
 
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