Wow, I never would have expected some of these posts! I grew up in bum fuck Minnesota and hunted every weekend. I loved upland game hunting more than anything. I gave it up when I moved to Ohio, because people basically ruined the entire landscape for supporting any sort of upland game. I guess back in the 70s, pheasant, quail and Partridge were plentiful, but with mowing of the ditches along roads combined with chemicals everywhere and the almighty dollar to grow as much freaking crops as possible, there are no birds left. I never thought we'd come to a day when people have no clue of what the world did for thousands of years to get it meat, before we put them in tiny, tiny cages with no room to move. I guess if you never see the cages it's all good.