I think if you click on that you will see the captions and it will get big. Course I have been wrong before and Google does have a mind of it's own. That being said, this is a Pheasant Farm along Highway 50 in Western Kansas. And I want you to know that I took these pictures while driving with the passenger window down. Course there was no traffic and I had slowed to a crawl.
Now I am no stranger to things like this, but I thought you might find it interesting. See way back before I moved to Colorado the kid's dad bought 10 acres in Deerfield, Kansas. Now I moved to Colorado in 1977 so we are talking 35 years ago. He had a vision at that time of becoming a host on a game farm. I must say he did pretty good at it. He moved onto the 10 acres and built a "Club House" along with Pheasant Pens. I do not kow how many birds he had, but I do know how this worked.
When Pheasant season was upon him, the "hunters" would come up from Texas and stay in the Club House. I think he did most of the cooking. A real "Man Retreat" there! When it came time for the hunt the allotted number of birds were released and the hunters shot them! As the birds were cleaned, they began their "celebration". The Texan's got their game and a great vacation and he made money. It was a match made in heaven.
I must interject here. How many of you have ever eaten wild game that was hunted and shot? We are talking about a bird that while beautiful is about the size of a chicken. They live in the wild and fly and run so they are very tough. Might as well throw the wings and legs away. They are shot with a shotgun. Now those "BB's" travel into the bird carrying feathers. So think about that a minute. I do not know how much time I spent as a young wife spitting feathers at the supper table. But such was the lot of a frontiersman's wife and children.
After Earl D. passed the kids remained on the land. Or at least some of them. The daughters. They did try to keep the Pheasant business alive but only for a brief time. The Club House was used for family dinners, but that got to be more work than fun so now it sets idle. Kind of sad the way time marches on, isn't it?
