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Phil Taunton
Friday, January 18, 2008
The hunt, despite high winds and especially being in the company of an old high school friend, was great. ’Twas the shooting that was bad! Reflexes aren’t what they use to be.
The main goal of this hunt was to explore Kansas, eat a good steak and to be in front of a TV come Tuesday night to watch one of the Comanche Moon episodes. I won’t go into explaining how painful it was getting out of the chair at the motel to get a little refreshment during commercial break. Even though cramps and old age were wreaking havoc on the legs of both my friend and I, we can still laugh about it! Being somewhat of a history buff, I enjoy stories like Comanche Moon. It’s hard to fathom what life was like back then with all the obstacles early settlers faced in the new frontier.
How fortunate we are to have a country like we have today. I only wish the Indians had been treated better.
The hunt was most enjoyable because I got the pups into birds. Quail have been pretty scarce around here. Besides seeing a lot of pheasants, we did find two large covies of quail.
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