Well, the USOPHT08 had a blast during the annual hunt in the wild grass prairies of southwestern Nebraska. Now it is time to bask in the essence of why we go in the first place. We go cause we like to have PHUN. That is why we are having the PHIRST PHORMAL PHEASANT PHLAVORED PHEAST PHUNCTION. This will be an annual event. Awards will be presented, drinks will be provided, and the pheast will have pheasant phlavor.
We will start a new award this year for the dogs that share the experience with us. To be awarded their name on the door of the dog trailer, the prospective hunting dog must meet the requirement of fetching a downed bird during a hunt. The bird retrieved may be pheasant or quail or duck or goose or dove or chuckar or partridge in a pear tree...doesn't matter as long as it was fetched. We have new candidates for that award this year. Also, for former hunting partners that are not with us any more, their names will be placed on a plaque to honor their achievements of the past. This plaque will be the final resting place of the dog trailer names of present and future hunting dogs at the appropriate time. It will be an honor for any dog to join the highly respected list. The candidates on the plaque so far are:
Shroeder
Major
Sinbad
D. O. G.
Buck
Phoenix
Schultz
Schroeder II
Hazel
And if you can think of another that should be there, let LP know. Just remembering their names conjures up a BUNCH of memories. We will miss them.
Also, we will be awarding the "Kwong Salute Award" to the one candidate during the annual hunt that generated the biggest faux pas. This award has a pheasant phoot generating the appropriate gesture which symbolizes the faus pas. This dubious distinction will be decided by the ones most victimized by the faux pas. Believe me...we have a couple of HIGHLY QUALIFIED candidates for the award this year. For this award, we are still taking suggestions. Any ideas? Let's see.....
"We have been hunting here for THIRTY YEARS"
"I'll have another one just like this one" as he hands over the beer that he brought from the truck.
"There is a pheasant in the ditch...STOP THE CAR RIGHT HERE" Now there is a truck and a trailer in the ditch. "ARE YOU GUYS OK?"
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Oh, and I almost forgot...."we have permission to hunt here, too"
JB. I didn't know we were hunding in SoudWESTERN Nebraska!
I thought Wilber, Palmyra, Lincoln etal were in SoudEASTERN Nebraska.
The wind was blowing pretty strong that one day when hunding the tall grass prairie (with no tall grass)but it was blowing from the Nordwest to the Soudeast, so it could not have moved any of our hunding spots Wedst.
Of course I was pfrong aboud Brittany's pointing so I could be pfrong about this too!
HB
HB. You are right. Soudeast is the pard where we hund. I always have trouble with the directions cause the sun is ALWAYS in the soud while we are there...it never makes it to the eats or wets. Also, LP was talking at lunch today about doin a winter hund in the tall grass prairie. I was in on it until I saw the forecast for Lincoln this week. Tonight, Rain/Snow 22 and wind 26; Tues Snow 25 and WIND 35; Tues night, P/C 12 frickin degrees and WIND 25.
THAT is cold enough to freeze the lug nuts off a jeep! No wonder they have five bars in the towns that have a population of 38...anti-freeze is MANDATORY whether it is SCOTCH, BOURBON, GIN, OR VODKA.
Gread hunding wether, And I have jusd the thing for da cold. A Cabela's 4 in 1 wather pruf, thinsulate insulated hunding parka. Dat thing vill keep ya warm by golly!
Also have a pair of fleece wader pands that kuld be worn under your hunding pants. Of course you wud look like a camo polar bear, but hey you would be warm.
Also, the tall grass prairie don't offer much protection from the wind when the grasss is only 6 inches high!
Anti-freeze definitely the item for the weather coming up in SE Nebraska. Probably be colder in the sand hills and far western Nebraska.
Later!
HB
Well, the wind was blowing so phricking hard, we might have been blown to the soud weds, dads for sure!
For king quong, How about "I know I got a piece of dad one"?
Or, "That was MY bird, that was my BIRD! I hit that one HARD!!!"
JB, when I read LP's post on the quote, I IMMEDIATELY thought of what you said in your post that followed!
And, I like LP's "king quong" analogy.
But the 2 of you should be ashamed of yourselves picking on kwong that way, and him not able to defend himself. Bless his heart he can't help himself, and it is up to me to do the pickin'!
HB
And I think that HB should get the "Cleanest Gun" award. His gun remained as clean on the way home as it did on the way there. Of course, that is because he was a complete gendleman hunter when birds got up in frond of other hunders and he allowed them a shod without staking a claim on the downed bird. You just gotta honor that somehow. Well earned, HB!
Sure it's a darlin ya are JB, a regular silver tongued divil ya are.
It wasna because I was a gentleman, ya know. It was because there were no freakin' cock birds ta shoot! Especially, when me pins woudna let me walk the fields of TALL, TALL prairie grass with the youngsters!
But it's kind that ya are lad!
HB
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