Here we were introduced to the concept of a driven hunt, which was completely unlike anything we’d ever experienced or witnessed. Our next stop took us to DL Fest, which is the annual gathering of Deutsch Langhaar enthusiasts in South Dakota for a weekend of club business and pheasant hunting. The poor pup ran to the only tree in theĬounty and searched around the base, expecting to find California quail.
#Ipanic escape room pheasant run full#
We looked at each other and shrugged – we’re in South Dakota, this must be full of birds.Īn hour later we’d scared up a jackrabbit but nothing else,ĭespite the mocking cackle of roosters in the distance. The grass stretched on endlessly in all directions, as far as the eye could see. Restless from the two-day drive and armed with a public lands atlas, we made our first stop at the Grand River National Grasslands and hopped out of the truck. Pacific Northwest forests gave way to towering mountains, which faded into a sea of sage, which eventually led to the endless prairies of the Great Plains. Our eastbound upland road trip from the West Coast took us through some of the most beautiful countryside that the United States has to offer. A final check of the packing list and we were on our way, setting off on our very first bird hunting pilgrimage.
As is the pup’s custom, she had parked herself in between us and the truck to make sure she wasn’t forgotten when it was time to load up.
Planning your trip for pheasant hunting in South Dakota – otherwise known as the pheasant capital of the United States.
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