Friend and coworker, Aaron Jeffries, and I celebrated the opening of quail season. We were accompanied by my German wirehair pointer, Heidi and Aaron’s German shorthair, Babe. We hunted a Department-owned prairie in west central Missouri. The dogs locked up on two coveys in the first hour and we ended the three-hour hunt on one last covey flush. In spite of the very dry conditions and wind we witnessed some grand dog work and the birds held tight even while working the singles.
Is anyone else celebrating the start of quail season appropriately?