I was a hard core pheasant hunter from 1975 until 1995. When I say hard core, in the fall of 1983, while a freshman in college, I met another student from Chicago. He was a duck hunter, I went duck hunting with him, then took him pheasant hunting. He was hooked. We hunted EVERY day, all day that fall. He had to cancel enrollment finals week to keep F’s off his transcript. I survived barely.
Raised and trained GSP’s for a few years starting in 1991. Then CRP started to end, access went from “go ahead” to “hunting right’s leased”. Writing on the wall to buy my own ground.
Congrats on the birds! Obviously brings back fond memories for me.
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