Man I remember the lectures growing up hunting! We never wore blaze orange back then, especially bird hunting. We usually wear an orange cap now, knowing that it's visiablility is invaluable. I had my Dad's accountant swing on me dove hunting one time at a farmstead that sloped down as I was walking up the outside edge. Heck we were all in a line and he just didn't even think. Pellets hit me way quicker than I could hit the ground. I was lucky and just ended up with pitted sunglasses and some pellets right under the skin. I'd been hunting with this guy for years and for some reason that day common sense just wasn't with him. Needless to say I never bird hunted with anyone else for about 10 years after that, including my Dad. Just didn't want to take the chance.
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