Heading home...

The last day of hunting started out with an early morning and a hearty breakfast. All four of the guys were along for the outing. We traveled the enchanted highway on the way to the hunting fields and some monstrous pheasants on the way down. The pheasants that were not larger than normal size were plentiful and it seemed sad to have to pass them up on the way.

We started off in the same vicinity as Saturday so we had a good idea what we were getting ourselves into. A quick stop at the base of operations for the ranch gave us permission for the day and some pointers on where copious numbers of pheasants have

been known to hang out. Little D and Big D went to the middle of the field to block while K and I walked in from the road. It didn’t take many steps into the field to see the birds running and Red’s nose was busy. Red has improved considerably and has been doing a great job in the field. Wasn’t very long and I finally bagged my first pheasant of the trip. Than the fun started and we were off and running. In a little less than five hours we limited out and started back to the Mayberry Ranchette.

The rest of the evening was spent eating (like we already hadn’t done enough of that yet), cleaning birds and visiting. The trip went by quickly and it didn’t seem possible that we would be heading home already; Six days go by extremely fast when hunting and visiting.