Pheasant Hunting - 2005

Saturday October 15, 2005 – Pheasant Hunting – Nawrocki Farm

Joe, Mike and I had decided on a date to do some Pheasant hunting on the farm. During the planning stages – it occurred to me that the Jonathan and Zachary (although not old enough to hunt yet) would love going along. I checked with Joe and Mike, and they liked it – then told the boys and they were climbing the walls with excitement for the week prior. Not long after – it was decided that Benjamin may be able to go, and the necessary arrangements were made (although he too would not be able to hunt). This would be the first trip I have made to the farm since Michele’s Uncle Jack did his wildlife rehab to the creek area.

We got our start and arrived at the farm about 10 am. We met up with Darwin before we went out (he owns the house where the farm building used to be) – and visited with him for a short time. He gave us some tips, and we head out.

The corn had not yet been harvested – so we knew ahead-of-time that the hunting would be poor.

We started hunting on the North side of the farm, along the property line where a couple of rows of corn was down. We made our way down to the creek, and then headed south between the West bank of the creek and the cornrows. About 2/3 the way back to the South boarder, we ran across 3 other hunters, hunting the farm. They claim to have been given permission from “???” the guy renting the farm from Jack. Nice enough guys – and they said they would leave so that we could hunt today. Not sure if that was the truth or not, but given the Chai Vang story last year, what are you going to do?

When we reached the south end of the farm, we used Darwin’s side of the fence to cross over the creek, and work our way back to the east bank of the creek, as we did so, Zachary fell into a sinkhole up to his knee. Mud covered every inch of his leg from the knee down, and oh, yeah… Did it smell!

We doubled back now on the East side of the creek, and made it all the way to the end, and crossed the creek on a small wooden “bridge” that made me a wee-bit nervous as I crossed it – but I did – without problems.

We decided to go for lunch, and return to the far South East corner of the property where some cornrows were removed after lunch.

As we walked west along the open cornrows, we saw nothing. We rested a bit when we reached the end, and then double-backed along the same path. We sent the boys thru a small strip of corn between the road and the fields that were still standing, and as they reached the end, they flushed out two deer. I did not get to see them, but Mike (who was between the corn and the road) said that they crossed in front of him and headed south into the next cornfield.

When we finished hunting, we did have some fun shooting the guns. Mike started off by showing the boys how “loud” a 20 gauge sounds, and then I showed them a 12 gauge. Joe also put a round thru his 12 gauge. I let each of the boys (Jonathan and Zachary) have a turn with the 20 gauge. Jonathan first – could just barely reach the front of the gun. I helped him steady it, and he fired it. Zachary was a little more nervous, and tried to fire the gun with one hand on the trigger and the other plugging his ear. (I was steadying the gun). I did not allow him to do so, and he eventually fired the gun correctly. Once his initial fear was over, he did not have any other problems. We plunked away with a .22 for quite some time, and I do believe that the boys really enjoyed that.

Uncle Mike did observe how disappointed Ben looked while everyone had their turn shooting, but I for one was VERY PROUD of how he handed it. Benjamin has shown lots of maturity in the past year, and this was one perfect example. I too know how much he would have loved a turn, but the rules prohibited it, and he followed the rules to the tee. I was very proud of him for that!

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We decided we would have to come back and try again after the corn has been harvested.