That sounds like a great trip. I’ve always wanted to go out west to hunt. It’s a travesty what happened to the Bobwhite Quail across the southeast. I grew up hunting quail in soybean fields and coveys by the dozens. It was all but gone by my mid teens. I love to watch my pointers work in a covey of birds. Nothing beats hunting behind some well trained dogs. They are true masters of their craft.
"I didn’t mean to kill nobody, I just meant to shoot him once in the head and two times in the chest. Him dying was between he and the Lord." Legendary bluesman R.L. Burnside
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