Those addicted to the autumn and the hunt are obviously getting restless, including me. I intend to take a couple guns each trip until I have taken at least one bird/gun. Depending how the Parkers do, the old 870 the 1200 and the SKB auto may not see the field this year. I have my little Pontiac Firefly now converted to a dog car with room for me and some guns as well. CHARLIE and KYRA enjoy their rolling kennel. If all goes well, on a good day, I will be able to fit 3 roosters and a hun or two in the remaining space.
Summer was fun in my teens but now I'm in the autumn of my own journey on the planet, I feel a great affinity for the glorious days of October. The air is crisp, the skies are clear, the rising and setting sun leaves you in awe and giving thanks. Thanks for the precious time we have here. Thanks for the bounty that is the harvest, be it from the toil of the farmers or our own hands gripping a Parker in pursuit of the many game birds in our various favorite locales. The time is soon upon us. Wishing you all good times and straight shooting.
Cheers,
Jack
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Hunt ethically. Eat heartily.
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