Boy, i never seen these replies to this post. To me there are few things in life, outside of family, that gets my memory bank overflowing like stories of birds and dogs. I’ve hunted California, Arizona, Texas, Kansas, Iowa, Missouri, Indiana, Michigan, and Ohio for quail/dove/pheasant. Spent 2 days in SD to chase longtails, and on the way there got food poisoning that last the entire trip, so never left the room. That is on the cards again. Anyone need a walking partner this fall? 😁
Wrench, you haven’t changed one lick, other than the hat.