I found a morning to get out into the field and scare up some quail. The wind was out in full force and I was downright cold for the first hour or two. The windy conditions also made it difficult to locate any birds, but around 10 it subsided and provided me with the opportunity to find a large covey. Once scattered into the tall grass, I had good fortune to walk up several singles, and by the time I was finished, I had four birds in the bag.
Occasionally, everything comes together. There is nothing like a walk in the cold desert to make you feel alive. Got to love quail hunting in Arizona