Killin' or Missin' . . . . Still Fun!

We went Pheasant hunting on Saturday with Grandpa Al and had lots of fun. Parker, Spencer, Dad and I took a day trip to Cache Valley to shoot, snort, and scratch. We missed more than we hit but still had a great time.

Best shot of the day was made by Dad. Shot was at least 50 yards out and down it went. Some guy's dogs hunting next to us even picked it up for him. I was surprised to see the bird go down. Nice Shot!!

Best "crap your pants" moment of the day is when Parker scared up a hen and still shot at it. Good thing he missed . . . . funny what nerves will do to you. Another moment Parker had like that was pushing through thick brush when he stepped into an irrigation hole and down he went.

Best chase of the day is turned in by me. I winged a pheasant, when I tried to pick it up it took off and the chase was on. I felt like Rocky Balboa chasing the chicken. Even trampled through mud and water to get the stupid thing. Poked my eye running through weeds and other garbage.

Most consistent shooter of the day was Spencer. He rarely missed hitting the Mountain Dew bottle and corn stalks. Great job Spencer!

Best treat of the day was the devils food cookies.

Most annoying moment was Dad snoring on the drive home!!!!!

We had a really good time. Thanks Dad for arranging the trip!