bindian
Super Member
I had just started hitting doves with a 20 guage when Dad decided to quit dove and quail hunting to deer hunt. Seems as I remember, all our hunting pastures were being encroached on by subdivisions. I'll never forget the youth model single shot 410 I got for Christmas. That one and only Christmas we spent with my Grandpa on the farm in the Panhandle. Two days later it snowed. We hunted Quail and I remember following tracks in the snow of my Uncle's bird dog following the quail that went to ground. Also, those big quail aren't quail. Dad shot the biggest and it was a Prairie Chicken, which are protected, that was flying with the quail.
It all truly is a bonding experience.
hugs, Brandi
It all truly is a bonding experience.
hugs, Brandi
