After a slow morning of glassing for deer mid last week, I decided I could use a little excitement (and something for the pot) so I made a couple of quick pit stops on my way down the mountain to some of my go to quail hangouts and managed to put a few in the bag.
Hunting quail alone and without a dog is an excersise in frustration and rarely works out as well as I hope but I managed 5 (4 pictured) And though I didn’t eat venison that night I managed the have great meal which reinvigorated my post deer hunt pride
One of these days I want to pay some to film me chasing these little buggers around, I bet I look absolutely ridiculous.
Hunting quail alone and without a dog is an excersise in frustration and rarely works out as well as I hope but I managed 5 (4 pictured) And though I didn’t eat venison that night I managed the have great meal which reinvigorated my post deer hunt pride
One of these days I want to pay some to film me chasing these little buggers around, I bet I look absolutely ridiculous.
