Hunting & shooting
As a kid we hunted extensively. Growing up in southwest Idaho in the late 60s/early 70s there were multiple types of birds to hunt and we hunted them all. One Saturday, late in the season, we were hunting pheasants. As we drove down the very rural county road we saw several roosters crossing into an alfalfa field. The farmer was in his coral a few hundred yards away feeding his cattle, so we asked and he said go get them. I had my brand new Superposed Superlight and we let the dogs out. My shorthair went about 40 yards and pointed as did my buddy's English setter, separate birds. I walked in and flushed a magnificent rooster; two shots, not a feather. My buddy did the same. Both dogs repositioned a few yards away on rock solid points. Same result. As we drove past the farmer he just threw his hand down at us. We still don't talk about that day.
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