The picture reminds me of when I was in the service stationed in Germany 1967. I was fortunate enough to meet a German on post who was a fireman, got to be friends with him and found out he liked to hunt also. He invited me to come on a hunt on his father's property and we hunted on large fields of sugar beets. We were hunting Hungarian Partridge and it wasn't easy walking because the turnips were large and stepping on them your foot slipped off. Fun hunting, still brings back memories now of the different hunts I was invited to.
