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Rooster! Rooster!


I am a bird hunter. Shaped by my experiences.  A product of my surroundings.  As I was growing up the opening of bird season was a grand celebration that rivaled any holiday gathering or football game.  Family reunited, old friends came back and you even had a chance of running into an orange-vested celebrity or two.  In fact, as a hunter you kinda felt like a celebrity with all the welcome signs and hunter breakfasts.


Read a couple (or more) of my past pre-bird season Blogs (Let the Bird Season Begin; A Sucker for Rings) and you will quickly see my passion for what is about to unfold.  I measure my years by the start of each pheasant/quail opener – and a new year begins early tomorrow morning.


Come sunrise I will be found excitedly following the wagging end of a spaniel through roosting cover, anticipating the first flush of the season.  However, when it happens there is still a good chance I will be caught off-guard.  Perhaps it will take my brother shouting out “Rooster – Rooster!” to break me from my dream – this is the real.

                                                                  Seward Co Pheasants Forever
Seward Co Pheasants Forever

Even with 28 openers already behind me I will have trouble falling asleep tonight.  Especially with what I have read about increased bird numbers and what I have seen firsthand.  But to be honest, I would be out there regardless of the predictions – lean year or banner year –  I am bird hunter.


About Aaron Hershberger

Aaron "hershy" Hershberger is an Outdoor Education Specialist with the Nebraska Game and Parks Commission. He loves being outdoors. When not outdoors he is day-dreaming about being outdoors and/or whining that he is not outdoors. Hershy has been a Hunter Education Instructor, in two states, for nearly three decades & a Bowhunter Education Instructor for over 20 years.

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