Rifle: Henry Frontier Model .22
Saw 5, bagged 1. A pheasant hunter showed up at 7:15 with two dogs that had electronic beepers on that went off every 8 seconds. It was like having two emergency vehicles in the woods! Spooked everything. There are no pheasants alive in our woods since they stopped stocking after Thanksgiving. Absolutely no courtesy towards us small game hunters who only have a few weeks left. This is the second time this month I've run into this bird hunter. Now I know where the term 'bird-brain' came from. I've contacted the DEEP in the past about this beeper and was amazed that it's not illegal. In my opinion it should be. I wasn't able to get a shot at anything until this guy took off. There's new state law which extends pheasant season until the end of February. This issue really illustrates that the mentality of squirrel hunters and most pheasant hunters tend to be miles apart.
After the hunt I stopped home, changed out my gear and headed to the range. My buddy Dirk had a beautiful .357 Magnum with a trigger like silk that he wanted me to shoot. The loads were really hot but the S&W had enough weight to make it a blast to shoot. Damn I want this revolver!