This post is adapted from a story I told onstage at the Wyoming Wildlife Federation's Films of the Feathered on June 14, 2019. -h
My first hunt was a big group pheasant hunt on a drizzly November 2006 morning on a rice farm north of Sacramento.
I was not well prepared. I had taken one shooting lesson with my brand-new Beretta 391 20 gauge, and I had been …