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Originally Posted by Bill Murphy
I have hunted (shot) the preserve described by Tom Flanigan for many years, including the 1960's when wild quail were a closely guarded secret. To be honest, Tom and I gunned "wild" quail there not too long ago. A couple of years ago, a friend and I situated ourselves in a shady area on the fringe of the main field. Our compatriots in the sun baked center of the field were phenomenal shots and killed dozens of birds while we killed one. I have killed hundreds of birds over the years and did not begrudge the young guns in the middle of the field shooting their autoloaders? No way. It was very entertaining to see that today's young shooters know which end of the gun the shot comes out. I may be on a walker, but I will probably be in that field September 1, unless I get a better invitation. My first hunting license was my Pennsylvania resident license #434, issued at the State Capital office in Harrisburg in 1958. I should have showed up earlier to get a lower number.
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Maybe I was too hard on the folks in that field Bill. But the guy who set up next to me and stole my bird was a real jerk and I told him so. That day was my first experience on public land. And the hordes of people in that field and the shouting back and forth unnerved me. I always speak in hushed tones when I hunt. Hunting alone for much of my life and on private land didn't prepare me for my first public experience. But that WMA is a jewel for quail. I have hunted wild quail there often and always got birds. I rarely saw anyone else while quail hunting. You and I had great fun there Bill. Plus, they hold field trials there and Jeff and I used to go in after the field trials and clean up on the chucker's.
I might just go there on opening day of dove for the heck of it. Especially if you are there. I'll change my attitude about the crowd and sit there and observe and have fun. I probably won't shoot since my retriever is up in Pawling at the moment. I hate to hunt without a dog.