I don’t exactly love hunting. But there are things that I do love about hunting. For example, I just spent this Wednesday hunting quail with friends and family. I don’t exactly enjoy cleaning birds. I dang sure don’t normally walk that much in a given day. And I don’t enjoy missing a shot or two.
However, I love being outside and finding animals. I love firing a gun. Even if I missed twice, on the same bird. I love hitting the next two shots that I took. Yep, 2 for 4. I don’t really care if I shoot at all. Because I love watching good dogs work, talking crap with friends and the thrill of the next plum thicket might be holding a big covey of birds. I absolutely love sitting down in a restaurant after walking through a bunch of thick, dry grass without any luck of jumping some birds. Sometimes, a glass of iced tea tastes better than others. I love neighbors that want to let these kids hunt on them. I love the fact that sometimes a quail bird can just fly better than some of us shoot. It is truly awesome to watch a bird escape. Dude, it is a thrill to know that sometimes, nature is just better than we are. I love that the best hunts were all within a 1/2 mile of the house. I hate that we jumped a BIG covey, but the wind kept us from having any luck on that bunch.
The best part is watching young kids getting to hunt. I love watching kids get excited. Duke and the Ring boys didn’t have their best day of shooting, but I didn’t hear any of the three wanting to quit or complaining. The only reason that we aren’t still out hunting is that it got dark. I love watching these kids care about leaving birds for later. We need a rain in these parts. It is too warm and too dry for the dogs to work right and the birds are scattered. I love watching these kids hunt. I wish that I could do this more often. I hate that I don’t do it unless somebody is here to make me. Thanks to the Ring clan for a great day in the field.