Just a little story for you guys. After and uneventful evening in the stand i was walking back to my truck with a hunting partner of mine. We were about 25 yards from the vehicles when we stepped right beside two ringnecks, they took off flying right beside us. We both definitly jumped for fear of our lives. As we were laughing i took another step and a third pheasant flew up towards my face, cackling. I screamed like a little school girl. After being worked up by the first two, that third one was just too much to handle. And luckily my friends dad was there at the vehicles watching all of it. hopefully they'll forget about it soon.