The winds shifted overnight and the Cranes flew south off of the roost and missed me by one field in which of course I did not have permission to hunt. Iíve never really talked about it on the forum but I guess Iíll go ahead and tell my story about my passion for hunting Sandhill Crane. Starting off at about the age of 5, I was on the treck for Sandhill Crane out in West Texas with my dad and grandfather every season. My grandfather was a federal judge and we hunted with a good friend of his that was a federal game warden. We pretty much got to hunt cranes wherever we wanted to until my grandfather was too old to make the trip anymore. Iíll never forget sleeping in the back of Don Kriebles (the game warden) jeep Cherokee, wrapped up in the decoy bags and waking up to him handing me an ice cream cone from Dairy Queen during a hunt that was too cold for me to be in the field. I learned so much from them during those years hunting Sandhills and they are absolutely my favorite bird to hunt. Anyway, we had a lot of hunts where the wind was not in our favor but being that we hunted with a game warden, we could usually correct that problem quickly. Man I miss those days!
Deep Water Decoy Retreiver