If you were alive and in Ohio at that time, you've got a story to tell.
You're right about that. I remember going rabbit hunting ( tagging along) with my dad and uncles and jumping 3 or 4 covey's of quail in a day back before the blizzard.Actually it was January of 78 so I was 14 years old. It was the beginning of the end of pheasants and quail in this area.
Yep, we rabbit hunted behind beagles and always jumped pheasants/quail prior to that storm/winter. Afterwards it was noticeably different. Then got progressively worse.You're right about that. I remember going rabbit hunting ( tagging along) with my dad and uncles and jumping 3 or 4 covey's of quail in a day back before the blizzard.