Today we ventured out to our favorite Eastern Colorado pheasant covers in search of his first bird. We hit the covers hard. But mother nature brought a nice warm spell to help make these crafty birds even craftier!
About an hour into our first hunt, Ben and I both cleanly missed a tight-holding rooster. I thought to myself that might be a great start to the day. About 6 hours and many miles later, I was quickly proven wrong as no birds fell from Ben's gun. But don't worry, we'll keep trying to get Ben his first bird.
|Whitetail Shed found on the prairie.|