Well, it finally happened
My hunting buddy has hung up his spurs. We've been hunting together for so long I can't for sure recall when we started, but it's been awhile. Last year in the U.P. he had a little trouble moving along with the dog but I thought he did just fine.
Last night my wife asked me what now are my plans for this fall. Before I could open my mouth she said, " At your age (71) I'll tell you what your not going to do, drive 12 hours from home with two dogs for two weeks by yourself to heaven knows where. End of story". I guess she might be right maybe this one time.
So it looks like me, Maggie dog and Gus dog will be chasing the State of Ohio "put and take" ditch chickens, the occasional woodcock and perhaps, just perhaps we might hear the last two grouse in the state flush. It would be way to much to ask to actually see them.
Well, I might have lost my hunting buddy but I still have a buddy and I sure in hell hope this isn't the "end of the story", for a long time.
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