Wild Quail, Llewellins and Good Folks

Our first western wild quail safari was a great success. The experience of the vast prairie and what lives and grows there is something that I am very thankful for. The prairie is truly a beautiful place and the vistas from atop a hill or ridge are breathtaking. So much land to walk. It seems impossible to cover a mere fraction on any given outing. Take away? Hope and realization is just another hundred yards over that way.

New friends, good weather, watching dogs work and enough birds to make tails wag and humans to smile. It was said that the quail numbers were not near what they have been at other times, but for this Northeast grouse and woodcock hunter–more than enough.

I saw a number of mule dear and a couple porcupines. The encounters did not go well for either dogs or porcupines, but after some time the dogs were fixed up and ready to go.

Old Tucker did well enough in a new environment. Yup–I am real proud of him. Man, these dogs have heart!

Thank you Zeke. I sure appreciate letting me tag along and learn and benefit from your knowledge and experience.