Wife suggested I go out for a stroll in the valley so I wouldn't be underfoot while she got some work done. Figured I'd take my new CZ Canvasback out with me " just in case ".
Great day, temp about 1 degree, but no wind. Spotted a cautious coyote, who took off over a ridge, a flight of Canada's honking over head, and the scent of silver sage as I crunched through the prairie scrub.
I bumped a covey of sharptails about 40 yards from me and watched as they flew to the next ridge. I took the long way round and slipped a couple of no. 5 shells in the CZ.
They took off around 30-40 yards again and I smiled as my target pin wheeled to the ground.
I figure I'll hang it for a couple days, then pan sear the breasts and serve it with some mushroom and onion barley risotto.
Sometimes it pays to listen to your wife.
Great day, temp about 1 degree, but no wind. Spotted a cautious coyote, who took off over a ridge, a flight of Canada's honking over head, and the scent of silver sage as I crunched through the prairie scrub.
I bumped a covey of sharptails about 40 yards from me and watched as they flew to the next ridge. I took the long way round and slipped a couple of no. 5 shells in the CZ.
They took off around 30-40 yards again and I smiled as my target pin wheeled to the ground.
I figure I'll hang it for a couple days, then pan sear the breasts and serve it with some mushroom and onion barley risotto.
Sometimes it pays to listen to your wife.
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