Just the opposite. I went from my old and trusty 870 Wingmaster to a Browning Citori. Couldn't hit the broad side of a barn with that over under. Never did fit right.

Eventually, I traded that gun in for a Remington 11-87 SPS Super Magnum and went back to my good old killin' ways. Er, at least I could smash up the blue rock pretty well that Stam was huckin' last year at his party!

For some reason, the Remington guns fit me really well out of the box. Not so well with the Brownings. I'm sure I could have spent all the money and had a gunsmith re-fit the gun for me, but that seemed kinda foolish.

Glad you had a good hunt this year. Going to SD to pheasant hunt is definitely on my list of things to do before I die.

Looking at your post *almost* makes me miss Walla Walla. Almost. 5,000 acres of private asparagus land to hunt and my golden retriever. Many a bird died in my yoot!