Dani
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While out in WA, not only did we get into grouse and pheasants, we also got Drake onto his first quail. Interestingly enough some of the coveys that we could always count on being there, weren’t. And a few places that used to hold coveys, but hadn’t for years, now had small coveys hanging out there.
We ate at a place with a GINORMOUS burger. ONE pound of meat on this sucker. They also had a challenge burger that had FIVE of those one pound patties piled on it. Tasty burger, but lordy that’s a monster of a burger.
We also tried new canyons (at least for me they were new) looking for our quail.
A couple of the canyons were pretty rocky, which is most definitely something we don’t experience here in FL
But Drake was quite adept at finding his way down. Me, well I’m surprised I didn’t tumble down the entire mountain on multiple occasions.
But even the new places were productive, though perhaps our shooting a little less than stellar.
They sure are pretty birds. Love these cute little boogers.
On the way down one hill, we ran across this interesting site. We had to agree that that was a pretty poor way to go. How unlucky a deer do you have to be to get tangled up in an old saggy barbed wire fence?
Seems that this place is aptly named
It is tough to be a pair of my chaps. But that is the price they pay for not sitting in the closet.
And it’s tough to be a flat lander dog….he was running out of steam towards the end. But with ten days of hard hunting he was holding up well.
But we had some good flushes near that canyon
Which resulted in lots of fun .....the first really good quail hunt without Mike
We headed up another day and saw other critters hanging out up top…they seemed to have the thought that if they didn’t look at us we weren’t there cuz they sure didn’t wanna leave
And we headed down for a very quick hunt down a short canyon that we flushed some birds into
There were times though that Drake would be on birds and I was hurrying as quick as I could
But it sure was a sweet little canyon with a pretty little lady leading the way
And the boys following close behind
And us trying to play catch up
All too quickly we ran out of time and ran out of dog
And it was time to head home. The colors had finally done some changing so I was treated to a beautiful display of colors on the way back, going by various places that were special.
Drake got tired of all this stop and go to see the scenery like this
he sat there and demanded the car keys. Luckily Steve didn’t give em up
And we still heard more grumbling in the back about stopping to see the goofy trees when we should be out chasing quail or grouse
The orchards were particularly pretty as well
But before we left, we had to say goodbye to Mike in a very special place. We sat up on the side of the canyon, (Drake not really knowing why we were stopped on the side of the road, just sitting out gazing at the landscape as that was his first trip there) Steve and I each saying goodbye in our own ways. Many great memories were made in that spot, many adventures were had
We missed you big boy…..but wait for us….we’ll see you again someday
We ate at a place with a GINORMOUS burger. ONE pound of meat on this sucker. They also had a challenge burger that had FIVE of those one pound patties piled on it. Tasty burger, but lordy that’s a monster of a burger.
We also tried new canyons (at least for me they were new) looking for our quail.
A couple of the canyons were pretty rocky, which is most definitely something we don’t experience here in FL
But Drake was quite adept at finding his way down. Me, well I’m surprised I didn’t tumble down the entire mountain on multiple occasions.
But even the new places were productive, though perhaps our shooting a little less than stellar.
They sure are pretty birds. Love these cute little boogers.
On the way down one hill, we ran across this interesting site. We had to agree that that was a pretty poor way to go. How unlucky a deer do you have to be to get tangled up in an old saggy barbed wire fence?
Seems that this place is aptly named
It is tough to be a pair of my chaps. But that is the price they pay for not sitting in the closet.
And it’s tough to be a flat lander dog….he was running out of steam towards the end. But with ten days of hard hunting he was holding up well.
But we had some good flushes near that canyon
Which resulted in lots of fun .....the first really good quail hunt without Mike
We headed up another day and saw other critters hanging out up top…they seemed to have the thought that if they didn’t look at us we weren’t there cuz they sure didn’t wanna leave
And we headed down for a very quick hunt down a short canyon that we flushed some birds into
There were times though that Drake would be on birds and I was hurrying as quick as I could
But it sure was a sweet little canyon with a pretty little lady leading the way
And the boys following close behind
And us trying to play catch up
All too quickly we ran out of time and ran out of dog
And it was time to head home. The colors had finally done some changing so I was treated to a beautiful display of colors on the way back, going by various places that were special.
Drake got tired of all this stop and go to see the scenery like this
he sat there and demanded the car keys. Luckily Steve didn’t give em up
And we still heard more grumbling in the back about stopping to see the goofy trees when we should be out chasing quail or grouse
The orchards were particularly pretty as well
But before we left, we had to say goodbye to Mike in a very special place. We sat up on the side of the canyon, (Drake not really knowing why we were stopped on the side of the road, just sitting out gazing at the landscape as that was his first trip there) Steve and I each saying goodbye in our own ways. Many great memories were made in that spot, many adventures were had
We missed you big boy…..but wait for us….we’ll see you again someday
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