Duke and I FINALLY found a day that we didn’t have other engagements or the weather wasn’t miserable.  We went quail hunting.  Now, the weather was butt-ass cold in the morning, but then the sun finally filtered through the clouds and it got decent.  

We started the hunt off at Charlie’s on Friday night.  It was packed but the steaks were wicked good.  We then met at Brandon the Bruce’s on Saturday morning.  The Ring brothers and their kids brought a willingness to hunt, a bucket full of humourous talk and a trio of German shorthairs.  It was cold in the morning and everything was covered with a hoar frost (look it up).  It was cold enough that I didn’t shoot well and the dogs’ noses weren’t quite working.  But then, it got good.  Cade RIng got em all.  Erick Ring got to see what an excited Duke looks and sounds like.  I witnessed some stellar shots and a few missed shots.  There was lots of trash talk.  I may have a skid mark in my drawers when I all but stepped on a hidden bird.  Basically, it was fun.  Big fun.  We walked a lot, but we saw a lot of birds.  And the kids got to clean a dang good mess of birds.  

       And now, I am flat wore out.  I’m either fat, old or just out of shape.  No matter what, I’m already looking forward to the next time.  Thanks to Brandon for hosting and the Ring families for letting Duke and I tag along.  It sounds like there will be a heckuva quail feed in the vicinity of the Banners and Backdrops sale.  I’m ready.  

Here’s to hoping that all of you had as good a day as we did.