Youth Pheasant

Congrats to you and your son Moses. I enjoyed the read.

Bet there is one or two more stories of success and good times waiting to be told.

Hope we can read those too.

Absolutely great! Congrats to your son. And you for taking him.

Thanks guys, we are going to give it a go again after school tomorrow, Hopefully I can get him some more shooting. The birds will be there

Made it out Monday after school, saw a lot of birds, too bad most were on the roads lol. I only put up one rooster which he missed. He hasn't made up his mind if he wants to pheasant or muzzleloader hunt for deer on Saturday yet, so not sure if we will be back out for the Jr season again.

Well with the change in weather, I didn't feel like sitting in the office all day Friday n took a half day to pick my son up after school to go pheasant hunting again. Decided to work the small tree lines instead of larger patches of brush and it paid off. 4 flushes, 2 misses and two dead roosters in about 2 hours of hunting.

Today he wanted to give the birds another go early then would meet up with my dad to chase deer around with the muzzleloader. Worked the same areas as yesterday for the birds with zero flushes, was some more people in the fields today but didn't hear any shooting.

We then jumped in the truck for a short ride to meet my dad at a piece of public poperty that we have taken many deer off of over the years. My dad and son would be sitting on a hillside below a corn field above a very thick creek bottom that I be playing dog in at a spot that narrows down with good visibility. I would come from downstream to them then circle around the thicket and come from upstream.

As I started the downstream portion I saw a couple of tails going almost immediately in the right direction, as I kept walking waiting for the sound of a shot that never came and eventually made it back to them zero deer seen by the sitters. I then looped around the thicket upstream a few hundred yards and started beating the brush back to them, made it maybe 75 yds when the sound of a .50 Cal filled the valley. I finished off the drive and made it to my son and dad standing together. 3 doe came out of the drive and stopped at about 35 yds away. Both picked a deer and fired. My dad had a misfire, but my son connected. He knocked down the deer, it got up tried to make it's way back to the bottom. We went to where the shot was taken and had good blood which we followed about 50 yds to find her piled up.

Pretty good weekend for us, now the work starts with the butchering. No hero shots of the deer it wouldn't be a PG rated shot with the blood.

I miss my days with my son who now lives east with his fiancé. Cherish these times Mr. Moses Guthrie. Its really great reading your adventures, thank you for sharing.