WARNING! The following post is filled with photos of men with guns, and men with guns and dead pheasants, and men with guns and the chucker that didn't get away.
Back Row: Mckay, Tanner, Taylor, GrantFront Row: Hunter, Johnny (our guide), Eric
Each year the Ensign Men drive to the Lazy JW Pheasant Club in Moroni, Utah. This year we all got together the day after Christmas, but soon realized that conditions may not be so ideal. By the time we rounded the final turn and headed into the small town of Moroni, the temperature gauge in the car read -18 below. Most of the morning was extra cold, but after each of us had a shot a bird or two, things warmed up nicely.
Santa brought Hunter his first gun for Christmas. It was a lot of fun to have the Hunt man along side us with his gun. He even brought down three birds all on his own.
Why am I holding a small chucker when there are so many large phesants behind me on the table you ask? Because this chucker eluded me twice...and I was successful at ensuring he did not elude me a third time.
Still don't have a name for my gun. I am open for suggestions.
Grant and his Prize. He had to run this one down for quite some time. 
Tanner and Mckay
Taylor, Johnny, Mckay
Mckay with his gun that he aptly named "The Widowmaker"
Grant on Point
Grant and Taylor
Grant and my Dad, Eric
Johnny and Hunter
Mckay and Tanner doing a bit of tracking
Mckay and Grant
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