I haven't shot a clay target since last fall. Saturday Daisy and I were on our way to the Post Office and saw two rooster pheasants along the road. On the way back I slowed down for a car behind me as they were just hanging on the edge of the road picking gravel. I haven't seen a wild Pheasant in quite some time.
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There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter...Earnest Hemingway
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