It’s Not About Birds - Well not completely
It’s Not About Birds - Well not completely by Barry Strickland
God had really checked my spirit about relocating the hunt this year from Lincoln where we had hunted in years past. I felt a little like Abraham. Well Lord where, why, how, etc.? The decision, however was made to relocate.
I checked with Garrett Maxwell my good friend and b.i.c. here in Lancaster about what he thought. He had a friend from his work in Gideon’s whose sister and family had a farm near Logan, KS and he would check to see if they would let us hunt some of their land. We also found out there was an abundance of public land available in this part of the state so we decided that is where we would go.
Garrett set about getting in touch with Roy and Marlyss Voss and I set about finding a place to stay during early pheasant hunting season. I found the nearest available rooms in Norton about 35 miles away. Garrett reached and introduced himself via the telephone to the Voss’. After more than an hour of “getting acquainted” as only Garrett could have done, Roy said they would be happy for us to hunt their land.
Garret and I left very early Wed. so we could make the 10 hour drive and meet Roy and Marlyss face to face. We wanted a sunrise start Thursday so we needed to find out where exactly we would be able to hunt. After about an hour of conversation in their front yard Roy decided we should stay for dinner. So we of course did. Marlyss apologetically “through together” left over steak, homemade bread, fresh salad and squash soup. I know your thinking squash soup does not sound great, but you are wrong. It was all wonderful.
After dinner Roy decided we shouldn’t drive the forty minutes to Norton, we should stay there. We got in touch with the other guys who were on the way to hotel and got them re-routed to Logan. We cancelled our rooms in Norton without charge. (They had hunters who wanted them.) We stayed the entire time with the Voss’. Marlyss kept homemade cookies, juice and cereal 24/7 and cooked a farmer’s breakfast for us Sunday am. before we left. We sat with them in the evenings visiting and hearing of their family and life on the farm. Roy was born and spent his entire life right there on the place.
Their youngest son Brent was living with them and we got to know and minister to him. He is believer relatively new in the faith and had many questions. He had recently experienced a tough break-up with a girlfriend and was a bit depressed over it. He was very cordial in showing us around. He hunted with us Thursday morning. I will continue to be in touch with him. Pray for Brent to find that woman of his dreams that he seeks. He has two college degrees and is a very personable young man. We reassured him he should have no problem.
By the way about the hunt. We did not knock down a few pheasants and quail (4 and 2) We saw many, but had a tough time getting shots and of course we shot crooked a number of times as well. We were a little disappointed with the count, but it was a great, great trip for all of us. There were beautiful sunrises and sunsets and many trophy deer crossing our paths and oh yes did I mention great folks in the “Heartland of America”.
To God Be The Glory!
At left the Voss’ / At right Jonathan Jordan and a couple that did not get away from him.
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