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Kircubbin Pheasant Shoot

It was a cold but glorious morning when we all made our way from the driveway out into the fields. All of the participants came with different expectations and, I think, most of them were exceeded. The winter sun was low, the French wine was poured, beautiful dogs worked their magic, and we all walked the hilly lands in search of the brightly colored pheasants.

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