JLS
Well-known member
Henry and I were tired of watching roosters flush at .243 range, so we opted to make a drive today and take out our frustrations on Senor Red Legs, aka the chukar partridge.
We went to a spot that used to be a favorite smallmouth bass fishery when my wife and I were dating. I hadn't fished or hunted it in 22 years, way too long.
A fishing hole we tried to drown in while wading across the river with my blue heeler standing on my head.
Two bullz. No digiscoping today.
Climb hills. Walk in when dog points. Shoot. Watch dog retrieve. Repeat.
Drive home in the snow and stop at Dutch Brothers.
Darned near perfect if you ask me.
We went to a spot that used to be a favorite smallmouth bass fishery when my wife and I were dating. I hadn't fished or hunted it in 22 years, way too long.


A fishing hole we tried to drown in while wading across the river with my blue heeler standing on my head.

Two bullz. No digiscoping today.

Climb hills. Walk in when dog points. Shoot. Watch dog retrieve. Repeat.



Drive home in the snow and stop at Dutch Brothers.

Darned near perfect if you ask me.