Hunting for... Piegons???

OK, so the weekend didn't start out with us hunting for Pigeons.

Let me start at the beginning.

Paul, Brian and Will called and announced they were coming out for the weekend to go Duck, Snow Goose and Cottontail hunting.

The weekend came, and the guys showed up (Will with awesome ground STRONG coffee for the early morning!).

We decided to check out the ponds first, although we were not expecting much, as it was a touch chilly and figured the ponds might have ice on them or be completely froze over.

We headed south and out across the pastures. We came upon our first hole, and without even getting within 100 yards, saw it was already frozen.

Ugh. The day wasn't going to be too promising for taking down a few birds! With Will coming out, the wind also decided to show up (it does every time he comes - he's be threatened to have to stay home next time!) so the birds we were after were not flying or around anywhere.

We slowly made our way down to 4 mile and out to the old farm house. Up and over the ridge behind it is a nice small pond that is normally a pretty good spot for the birds as there is vegetation and cover close by.

Again, our luck ran bad. So Matt decided to unload his pistol into the ice, (possibly hoping to break it up for the next birds in?).

I also know he just likes to shoot so that could have been part of it.

We then decided to head up to the Peterson ground and go hunt up a few Prairie Dogs if they were out.

We took back roads over, got Will completely lost, and found Paul and Brian already shooting at them!

Again, our luck ran dry pretty quick, as they went back in their holes as soon as the first shot was fired off!

So, with nothing better to do, what else but play shoot the can!

Everyone had guns out and the can was just a small scrap of aluminum once we were done.

Will had me shoot his 22 and I loved it!

Its a smooth surface, and a dang accurate shot.

(Will, if you ever want to part with her, you
know where to find me!)

We then decide to go to Johnson's consequent to try from some Pigeons. Yes, I said Pigeon!

We put Brian up on the hay bales, and the rest of us walked around to the other side.

Matt tried walking into the building, but before he could even get there, out they came!

We were able to take down 4 birds (not much, but we weren't really ready to shoot!)

Sunday rolls around (after an awesome night of Deer steaks, Potato Salad, bean dip, grilled mushrooms and onions, and baked potatoes!) and we decided to check ponds first.

With Will coming out, the wind also decided to show up (it does every time he comes - he's be threatened to have to stay home next time!) so the birds we were after were not flying or around anywhere.

We decided to head down to Grandpa Willies old place and check out the Pigeon population.

You can actually eat the breast of a Pigeon, as long as it is not a city bird!! Trust me, you don't want to eat them if they live in the city and all the nasty stuff they eat!

We got to Willies' and all headed in different directions. We were able to get a few there, then went back up to Johnson's and scared them back out of the consequent again!

The guys then decided to try to "track" them over the hill to see if they could get any closer and have them circle back around. After a bit of shooting and laughing at the guys, they didn't get much done.

As the wind was still blowing (it does a lot out here!), the guys decided they better head home and go get honey doos done to satisfy the wives!

We cleaned the birds, they took home the meat, and I got the feathers! (the girls for Prom have no idea where the purple and teal feathers come from for their corsages!)

Another great weekend of driving all over, great conservations with friends and a new windblown hairdoo!!