For sheer fun, it had to be some of the crow shoots we went on in years past. There was a local turkey farm that butchered turkeys before Easter and we used to sit the fields where they dumped the guts. We'd burn through several hundred rounds of ammo. It was a great time. We'd haul a ratty old owl decoy up in a tree and run the Johnny Steward with an crow in distress tape, and the crows would zero in on that owl decoy from far out. We litterall shot crows off that decoy on severl occasions. That decoy had so much shot in it, that it rattled.
