Phesent Heven

Nothing can compair to this experince. Wild, free range, phesents flushing anywhere and everywhere all at once. Thousands of birds filling the sky symeltaniously! This is the story of the most fantastic hunting experance of my life!

Getting off work at 9:30, I jump in my truck and fly down to Winner. I get there at about 3:15 and the land owner left me a camper in his "shead", wich seemed to be more of a barn to me. From head to toe this hunt was first class, the camper was more like a house with wheels, the chow was all home cooked, they did my laundry and suplied me with the best shells I could ask for. I wasn't paying for this hunt, I was invited by the land owner just because, well he needed someone that could shoot I guess. I wake up after about 3 hours of sleep and frends of his start pulling up in camarows and vets and super stacked Dodge 3500's. They start talking to me like they knew me and it wasn't too long untill they actully did. We all kinda wonder into the house and there's a huge stack of eggs and probibly 8lbs of bacon and sausage and tons of frute and juce. They serve themselfs and sit down and I'm still awe struck by the feast before me. for some strange reason the law says no hunting before noon.

After a relaxing morning and an amazing breakfast we all hopped onto a traylor and the land owner drove us out behind his house about 200 yards and we started walkin away from the house. Birds just start flushing left and right, the sky blackend with birds and all I can hear is the cackle of birds tacking wing like a bunch of collage kids at a frat party! I downed my three birds right off and sling my shotgun over my shoulder because I had shot my limmet right? NO! becaust we were "group hunting" everyone in the group had a limet of three birds and they all get put in a pile and everyone takes home three birds. Everyone is yelling keep shooting! Well at this point I'm out of shells, I figuted 5 shells would be more than enough for me to kill 3 birds.

franticly people start giving me shells because I was one of the few that was sober enough to hit anytheing. I'd down two more birds with my over under and people would hand me shells and so on. I generally try to stay away from people when I hunt just as a rule, but this group huntng thistng I can get used to. The best part is when you get to the end of the walk and thousands of birds fly at once, this sight is unimaginable and unbelivable even being there and wittnessing it I still have trouble beliving it. Then once we are all the way through this milo patch we turn around and walk it back the way we came with the same result, thousands of birds and nonstop shooting all the way. At this point I have shot something like 10x my personal limet in a 20min walk and saw more birds in 30sec than I've seen the rest of my life combind! All the old guys want to go watch the game the game and dreink so they say they'll pay us $3/ bird to clean their birds. This was little inconvinance at $3/bird and in two hours I had made plenty to go to town and buy the 4 boxes of shells i would shout the next day. Wounderfully this shedgal continued through the next three days. I was trully in phesant heven!

Good luck and good hunting.