My funniest experience would be when my cousin and I were trying to get a good friend his first pheasant. He had already taken one and my cousin was pushing a small ravine. I was on one side, cousin went through the middle, and our buddy was on the over side. My cousin and I have always pushed birds out of this area. Well up goes a hen towards my buddy, but no shot. We look up and there is our buddy with his shells in his hand. He never put his shells in.
