Today in close to 90 degree heat thee gallant souls gathered to ambush a flock of unwanted pigeons. Our intrepid wing shots had waited months for an opportunity such as this. The chicken coops were empty for a change of fowl and the owner said, “Come on over and kill those darn pigeons!”
The rule for hunting fowl is to set up where they want to be. That wasn’t possible today for the pigeons wanted to land in a freshly planted cornfield. So the three shooters which included me set up their lifelike decoys and a flying contraption behind the empty coops and waited. Hiding behind small spruce trees and camo nets a half dozen birds buzzed the decoys. Bam, bam, bam but nothing fell. How could a Fox XE upgrade named “Blondie”, a Parker C Grade, and a Lefever 10 gauge not down birds? The fault lay on the shooters and not their guns!
The day proved productive but only marginally so. Total birds was 4. Total shots fired was more than 4!!!
Mark with the AH Fox Blondie and a pair of pigeons and Kurt and his C Grade 12 gauge and a pair.
Joe and his Lefever D Grade 10 gauge.
My faithful Chesador named Radar.
The field of decoys.
