It’s hard to have a “bad” day quail hunting.
It happens. I’ve had a few and my friends have too. A bad day usually means something happened to a dog. It’s rare but it happens.
Yesterday was a good day. Nothing spectacular, but good. We walked a long way on new ground that I’m learning. The guys that I’m hunting with are two of my closest friends so that’s always good. But what made the day was the dog work.
We didn’t find a lot of birds but every covey was pointed and the dogs did great. We walked in on every covey with solid bird work from both old pros and a couple of youngsters.
Good dog work has been rare this year, mainly from low bird numbers and dry conditions. I’m still surprised at how just a little bit of good dog work can make my day.
