Me and some of my best buddies grew up hunting rabbits down in the bootheel, and one particular place we stumbled onto was a briar patch that was about 3 or 4 acres in size. We used to stomp the edges and got pretty good at predicting the rabbits course of exit through this huge tangle of briars.
In 1978 it snowed 14 inches, and those bunnies were stacked behind briair clumps, you could see them long before you walked over them, so one of us used a .22 rifle. That year between 4 of us, we took 64 rabbits out of that patch.
Nice memory!
