I’ve been waiting to see that first covey rise for quite a while now. On Friday morning as the sun started to lighten the morning sky, the first birds whirled off the desert floor, and time slowed down. There is still something unbelievable about shooting a bird on the wing. It almost surprises me every time it works and the bird ends up in my gamebag, and sure enough, those birds took flight and everything came together. Gun to the shoulder, swing, and boom. As I held the quail in my hand and smelled the mixture of gunsmoke, mesquite, and the desert smell that clings to the bird’s feathers, I was happy that it was quail season.
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Love it Ben, thanks for sharing!
Thanks dude. Looking forward to getting out with you sometime this season.
Ben
Thanks for the images and thoughts on your quail hunt. Arizona offers some great hunting and fishing, and I hope you keep finding those special times and places to share. All the best,
Thanks Steve. I’ll keep at it.
Ben
Very nice write-up and photography. Not sure how I’ve missed it, but I only stumbled onto your blog for the first time today…I’m not even sure how I ended up here, but it’s definitely one I will be visiting again. Thanks.
Thanks for the kind words Jim, and however you made it here, glad you made it.
Ben
what was your impression of bird numbers?
Slightly better than last year, but not stellar.
Ben
Thanks haven’t been out yet. My shorthair got snake bit couple of years ago. Don’t wat to see that again. Max
Yeah. That’s a bummer man. Best of luck once the weather cools.
Ben