A blog about all of my hunting adventures as a Virginia Youth Hunter, I am an endangered species!
Monday, January 21, 2013
Getting Permission to Pigeon Hunt
I stopped by a dairy farm this morning to ask about pigeon hunting. We dove hunt this place every September and I wanted to see if we could try to decoy some of the pigeons that hang around the silos (upwards of 500 birds) all the time because I'm sure they make a mess. I got there at 9:00, and the farmer had just finished brewing a pot of coffee and he invited me in to discuss the hunting. He told me that he didn't want us just walking around shooting them, and I said that is totally fine, we can hunt more that 100 yards away from the dairy and still do well. I also noticed that in nearly every corner of the house, there were 1-3 pellet guns propped up, this gave me a boost of hope, because evidently he had also been popping them. He said we could hunt, just to call him before coming, that is obviously no problem as it is a common courtesy. So I went into town and bought a Mojo Voodoo Dove, and stopped by a friends house to ask about some reloaded #8s from he got from his friend Bearl who reloaded like crazy, but sadly passed away 2 or 3 years ago, because he had always been offering me shells. He gave my little brother and I 11 boxes of 12 gauge 2-3/4 #8 loads, the boxes came out of a huge rubbermaid tub full of shells. I thanked him a thousand times for the ammo and he told me "Go make some noise, it'll make 'ol Bearl happy". So this one is gonna have to be for Bearl.
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