Quail and Carolinas
 

In honor of the last week of quail season. Hoping for one more wild covey tomorrow. It has been good in the Lowcountry this year.

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- Overhills, Harnett County, NC, Manchester vicinity, 1920s. From the General Negative Collection, State Archives of North Carolina.

John, great to learn you’re finding birds. Good luck with your end of season hunts. Share some photos if you can.

Prize from our last covey of about 20 strong. They go to the thickest briars immediately so finding singles is tough. Hopefully more to report this weekend.

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My son and I were hoping to get another snipe hunt in, but not in 80 degrees. Looks like fishing

80 degrees!?!? Yikes. It’s 12 degrees here right now.

John- Beautiful Bird and dog! What breed is the dog?

I hope it's okay that I turned the world so the photo was upright.

I really liked to hunt and eat the bob white....hope you have good luck hunting.....charlie

Snakes are the problem here with bird hunting when it's this warm. We saw one crawling across a dirt road yesterday.

John, in the mid to late sixties, we chased quail in Charles, Prince Georges and Calvert County, Maryland. Our experience with cover was similar to yours. Even with good pointers, it was futile to go after singles. Fortunately, the next field always produced another big covey. In those days, the area was very poor, and fences were non existent. The same for plowed ground and livestock. We could walk all day over hundreds of acres without seeing cultivated ground, a fence or a cow. Every barn had deer hanging, regardless of whether it was deer season or not. Quail hunters were just as scarce.

Bill, I’m glad you had days like you describe. So much is gone now.

The quail were not the only attraction. The Aquasco Dragway was in the middle of our hunting area, slots were legal, and the bars were full of wild women, so Sundays were accounted for. At the Benedict Pier, at the Charles-Calvert County line, a double scotch was fifty cents and a seafood platter was about two fifty.

No snakes and no fish (sadly) but the gators were out

Ahh, the rewards of a mis-spent youth...... May we all live through your memoriew, Bill!!

Dave

Mis-spent? I think not. Well spent in my mind.

Indeed.

Dave

That great lifestyle ended for me just before the beginning of the Maryland bird season in November of 1967 when I was inducted into Uncle Sam's Army for a two year pleasure trip. When I returned in November of 1969, I had a new setter puppy but my host for quail hunts in Southern Maryland had given up his pointing dogs for Labs and became a waterfowl hunter. I finished the 1969 season in Pennsylvania chasing ringnecks with my new setter, Jake.

No quail were harmed Saturday, but it was still a day well spent.

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What a great setting -- birds or no birds. I hope it wasn't 80 degrees.