I'm all over doves, my Hatchetman. Don't know where to hunt them, but you old pros will help me, I'm sure. My Old Man was base commander at the NAF in Seely, CA, when I was in high school, back in the Jurassic Period. Cut my teeth on doves!! Had an old Model 12 back then, handloaded with a Lee Loader, pedaled my bike out to the farms a couple miles from where I lived and shot doves. God-Aw-Mighty, I loved those after school hunts!! I'd bring home a dozen doves, toothpick two breast halves with a jalapeno and some bacon and cheese in between, stick it on the BBQ, and I was in heaven. Was a different world back then. [Ever notice how Old Farts say that so often? Ask ilovesprig [he's exactly my age, give or take a month or two]---it's true, a different world, certainly for hunters.]