I have been spoiled since the Eurasian dove invaded us.
Stan I live in Tucson and shooting dove over stock tanks has been an annual tradition for morning and whitening dove as long as I can remember.
Some of my fondest memories of dove shooting has been that last 45 minutes of light crouching under a mesquite tree on the berm of a stock tank.
Hearing the whistling sound of morning doves as they poured in to get a drink before going to roost.
Fast and furious shooting from these darting targets coming in waves that at times make you laugh at ourselves. All due to the excitement and momentary indecision of which bird to pick, as they bank sharply and are then gone.
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