Friday I cut work a bit early to start a two day dove bender. The Old Man and I killed about a dozen Friday night in an area between food and water. I’d scouted this area and expected about what we got, not much but better than working! Then we hooked up with wives and friends for a steak dinner, red wine, and a bonfire. I’d been in bed about 4 hours when the alarm went off and we headed east for another hunt in a different area.
This spot had cut wheat strips and standing sunflowers. The habitat looked absolutely fantastic but we were greeted with cool, rainy, foggy, wet weather. That would be the opposite of good dove weather.
A handful of us managed to kill about 30 but that was a bit of a disappointment. The Old Man had scouted it a few days before and expected a better shoot.
Since The Old Man and I still need 16 doves for a daily limit we gave it another run yesterday afternoon. I brought my increasingly pregnant wife because it was a beautiful afternoon and she wanted to see the dog work, she wasn’t up to shooting however. We picked up another 11 and enjoyed a nice sunset.
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