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I don’t know about you, but so much of the hunt experience is what happens before and after, and even during the hunt there are so many things that are memorable that don’t involve shooting. So, I thought I’d share some fond memories from a couple years back when I was master of ceremonies at the Governor’s Invitational Pheasant Hunt in South Dakota.

One lesson learned: put a gun in their hands, dogs on the ground, and most people are pretty tolerable, including Ted Turner and the Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary Permanent Ambassador to the United Nations for the Republic of Iraq.

Classic South Dakota hunt.

Off to the food bank!

I've always wanted to snap a photo of the group I was speaking to!

A sense of the vastness. Click for the full effect.

A South Dakota window opener.

Mass transit, South Dakota style.

Not "old," experienced!

Those ringnecks are in here somewhere!

Where the crop goes after harvest ... at least temporarily.

That's Ted's dog, Blackie. We are getting the "safety talk."

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Buddy’s tail quivered, eyes locked on a nondescript patch of grass along an unnamed North Dakota creek. I kicked the grass and a rooster erupted. One, two, three, and my shot dropped the ringneck. As I turned to my partner to gloat, he asked if I’d shot. 

Alright, so who gets credit when you're part of an all-star cast?

 

He had too. The shots were so well synchronized, neither of us knew the other had also drawn down on the bird. 

I write because it’s more than a rare occurence. In the last couple seasons, I’ve shared credit with Ted Turner, winemaker Jerry Lohr, Gov. Mike Rounds of South Dakota, the Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary Permanent Ambassador to the United Nations for the Republic of Iraq, and a bunch of regular guys who mean just as much to me in the field as those big shots. Some happened in front of the Wingshooting USA cameras, so you’ll see them next season. Others, well, they were just for fun and you’ll have to take my word for it. 

Has this happened to you? What then? Who takes credit for the shot? And who takes home the bird? We generally have a laugh, pet the dog, and get on with the hunt. But what if you’re in a big group, including strangers. Or if one of your party is a well, game hog. 

What now? What would you do?

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