Tuesday, November 23, 2010

I just got back to Nebraska ahead of a snow storm in South Dakota, hope it isn't to bad, but our farming season is officially over. Yields were fair, but prices are good, so I was able to pay the bills and have a little left over.

I really missed the deer hunting crew this year, hope we can all make the trip next year. (take note guys, no more pregnant wives.)

I don't mean to brag, but!!!:

Rusty is really turning into a great hunting dog, several of my hunters have put their professionally trained dogs into their kennels and just used him. A friend from Fremont went up with me for 5 days, he had a great time after I trained him how to road hunt South Dakota style. One day he doubled up on two birds in the air, he was really proud of himself(translation-lucky).
The next day, he walked around the big pond, and fired one shot again, and brought back 2 birds. Rusty helped him on that one, he caught one live after nice point, and delivered it to him.

When Rusty is working, he bounces through the tall grass, and everytime he finds a scent, he goes nose to the ground, and follows the scent untill he works it out. When he finds a bird that holds, he does a pretty good point. We tell him to hold, hold, and then to flush it. When he flushes, he does his "bounce", and lands right on top of the bird, it is fascinating to watch. Needless to say, the bird really explodes out of the cover.

If everyone hasn't heard yet, Terri has announced her retirement as of Dec 31.(Last working day will be Christmas Eve). We will be hauling furniture back to the farm prior to then, and heading for Texas for Christmas. We have the plans pretty well sketched out for the remodeling and expansion for the farm house, we hope it will turn out really nice. There should be lots more room for everyone, and even bedrooms for wives and children if they decide to come along and hunt.

Everyone take note, I will be legally able to hunt in South Dakota next year, so watch out, maybe I will be able to harvest some game with something other than my pickup.

Until next year, and seasons greetings.

the old farmer