Category Archive: Bird Hunting

The Christmas Goose

The Christmas Goose

This past Christmas Eve morning I joined my brother on a hunt for the Christmas goose.

 

Pheasants in Oz

Pheasants in Oz

Last weekend was the opener of Kansas’ pheasant hunting season.

 

Breaktime

Breaktime

Dwayne fell, and fell, and fell. I was starting to believe that he kept falling just to have an excuse to take a break from walking.

 

If You Say So

If You Say So

As young men, my Grandpa and his brothers were in the back forty for a rabbit hunt. They came to the fence at the edge …

 

Bird Dog Royalty

Bird Dog Royalty

My dog Indie is bird crazy. She got this way mostly because she was born to be bird crazy.

 

The Year’s First Hunt

The Year’s First Hunt

The oranging sky is dotted with doves in every direction. Flocks of a dozen birds are trying to land right on top of us…

 

A Sitting Duck

A Sitting Duck

I initially failed to see the correlation between a dead duck and something that I would actually want…

 

No Pheasants… No Problem!

No Pheasants… No Problem!

In the dog days of summer, there’s nothing better than a good bird dog on a solid point… even if it’s on a fly.

 

Upland Technicolor

Upland Technicolor

The rooster pheasant’s colorful plumage betrays the fact that it spends so much of it’s life hiding…