It took about 3 covey of quail before I had dialed in my shot, even then, accuracy is not my forte. The more birds we saw the lighter the gun got and the bigger the smiles got. All of a sudden, you can walk all day.
Best part of the trip was when Al brought us all "Art's Hen Hunt" hats as a celebration of Arts unfortunate event that took place last year.
We had several new comers this year, none of them as noticeable as Rex Hayes. Rex came with Dad and I from Arkansas. We carried 2 god boxes with a total of 7 dogs and 3 men. We became known as the gypsies from Arkansas. I wish I could have taken a picture of the truck.
The mission of the trip was Dog Management. We failed at this miserably. It is a long story, but give me a call and I would love to fill you in on the details.
All in all, great time and I hope Art invites me back!
Traditional Strategy Meeting
Chief Council Ryan
I love this shot! kind of sums up what the Kansas trip is about.
It was freezing cold!
Kansas has it's own unique beauty.
Last field...Till next year.