Bryce in the field…

My son’s first pheasant hunting trip was planned & he was rarin’ to go!  That was until a Thursday nite mishap caused him to sprain his ankle which would have shortened his endurance for the length of hunt we had planned.  Mother Nature intervened, bringing a whole lot of snow and postponing the weekend trip allowing Bryce a little recovery time!

Got it!!

A week later, we headed towards Hastings for the much anticipated hunt! I was amazed at how excited he was and knew this was a special time for the two of us.  Most ten year olds would have thrown in the towel More >