The past two days of hunting revealed some birds but none within shooting range. It's satisfyingly to regularly see pheasants. Kaia and I ventured out again today. A rooster flushed at about the limits of gun range so I held my fire not wanting an unrecoverable crippled bird. A bit later Kaia was working some tall sweet clover ahead of me.
A cackling rooster flushed out of the clover toward me offering a shot that would be hard to miss. As I fumbled to switch off the safety to allow the gun to fire I took a step forward. Oops, I stepped in a hole and fell down. There's another rooster not coming home with us.😀 Not, to worry, the ground was soft and I was no worse for the fall.
Takk for alt,
Al
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