I don't know about that..... I'll hunt alone on weekdays because all my shooting friends still work all week long. And hunting ain't nearly as much fun.

There are days I prefer hunting alone and those when I welcome the company of an old friend. Regardless, my entire disposition and ouook toward life is much better when I have spent a day in the grouse woods.

When I was a kid we could hunt quail Oct through the end of February. One could hunt at a leisurely pace and not feel compelled to hunt every weekend or would miss out. Of course it was a lot easier when all I had to do was grab my vest and my Wingmaster and walk across the road. No 3-hour rides to get to cover.

Retirement isn't forever. Dead is. Hunt while you still can. Call in sick, save vacation days, 'experiment' with retirement, but don't put off anything you want to do "when I retire".

Amen brother.

Amen brother Edgar. And Dean, I never feel alone when it's just me and my dogs. The older I get the more I enjoy the company of canines over humans.:)

I never feel "alone" when I hunt by myself. That's how I began and, coming from a family of non-hunters (I didn't say anti-hunters) I was out there by myself (quite enjoying myself and all that nature had to teach me) most of the time until I was in my late thirties or early forties. I don't hunt with a dog these days so two or three guns in the grouse covers with you will always produce more flushes per mile. For me, these days, upland hunting is just more enjoyable for several reasons with a companion or two.

That's great advice. There are many days (more of late) that I question what I am doing and where I am doing it and think of chucking it, moving north (closer to cover and trout streams) and finding a job that will pay the bills and give me time to do the things I love while I have time and the ability to do them.

I highly recommend doing just that. Living a simpler life - shucking off so many burdens that only serve to complicate your life - Make time for those things you enjoy most! Hunting, fishing, time spent with the wife and family, dogs, the beauty of nature.... These are the truly important things in life. Enjoy them now before time runs out.

Me too. Probably others as well

Sometimes I think that I was born a generation too late, a time when people spent less time chasing $ and more time focusing on what really matters. Not that people didn't work harder (I know they did work hard), they didn't seem to be so obsessed with their careers.