HUNGARIAN PARTRIDGE

[warzaw]

Spank I was lucky the north end of St. Kitts was all farms starting at Carlton street all the way to the lake and the Drive In and the Atlanta Club and Lakeport High didn't exist were you grew up.

 

[Scott_N]

When my Dad first introduced me to hunting, it was hungarian partridge and pheasant in southern Alberta back in the early 80s. Fun / tasty little birds to hunt.

 

[ojo de aguila]

When my Dad first introduced me to hunting, it was hungarian partridge and pheasant in southern Alberta back in the early 80s. Fun / tasty little birds to hunt.

I was also lucky enough to have a Dad like that. We travelled a bunch of gravel over the years in southern Alberta for huns and pheasants, used to be good even just south of the river from Mossleigh to Gladys Ridge. The good old days. Still some great spots, just harder to get into some of them.

 

[Scott_N]

I was also lucky enough to have a Dad like that. We travelled a bunch of gravel over the years in southern Alberta for huns and pheasants, used to be good even just south of the river from Mossleigh to Gladys Ridge. The good old days. Still some great spots, just harder to get into some of them.

I grew up in Lethbridge, so spent a lot of time around Raymond, Magrath, Vauxhall, etc..... definitely the the good old days.

 

[ojo de aguila]

I grew up in Lethbridge, so spent a lot of time around Raymond, Magrath, Vauxhall, etc..... definitely the the good old days.

I went to SAIT with a guy from Coaldale that knew a few farmers around the Milk river. He took me for pheasants around that area only once, but we had fun. I know I have some old pics somewhere.

 

[the spank]

Spank I was lucky the north end of St. Kitts was all farms starting at Carlton street all the way to the lake and the Drive In and the Atlanta Club and Lakeport High didn't exist were you grew up.

I shot the last wild pheasant I ever saw right in the yard of the Atlanta Hotel with my pellet pistol when I was a kid. My father took it to a native lady named Lampman who mounted it for me. As it turns out she was also the mother of my grade school principal and in later years I came to know one of her other sons well in the Port Loring area. Small world sometimes.
As that north end became more and more developed while growing up the pheasants and cottontails that were abundant slowly disappeared by the time I was old enough to hunt.

 

[warzaw]

Mrs Lampman was in Fenwick i still have a pike and a bass she mounted for me $5 each both mounts are still holding up well after 56 years. There were a lot of Lampmans around in those days.