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An Extremely Polite Bird Hunt (Page 2)

A veteran grouse hunter finds out why fast-flushing birds of the Deep South are regarded as gentlemanly.

Quail hunting is pointing dogs, double guns and stiff canvas pants. It is the metallic thunk a shell makes as it drops into a break-action shotgun. It’s the feel of a good shotgun in your hands. It’s the smell of gun oil, burned powder and wet Georgia clay. It’s the way your feet hurt at the end of the day, a good hurt that reminds you that you earned your birds. It’s the scent of muddy dogs and the taste of cold water when you are so thirsty it hurts.

Quail hunting is starting the day with eggs and grits and ending with cooking that is so good you don’t care about anything else. Quail hunting is your full game bag bouncing on your back as you walk to the truck. It’s sitting with friends watching the sun ramble west, too tired to even unlace your boots, recharging, while sipping something amber and soothing.

It’s good friends, good guns, good dogs and knowing that life gives you only a handful of perfect days.

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2 Responses to An Extremely Polite Bird Hunt (Page 2)

Kyle wrote:
March 15, 2013

Enjoyed your description hope more is to come.

Tom Fischer wrote:
February 27, 2013

What a great description of a day in the woods and fields,obviously this guy experienced a hunt that we all dream about, dogs, guns, birds, and friends, doesn't get better than that