Kansas Quail

[SXS OHIO]

Thanks Guys....Ruby was a Jewel. My good friend had his mom paint this picture from a photo we took of Ruby when she was about 8. It is a great likeness of her! It sits on my dresser, and I see her every day.

[mobirdhunter]

Sorry to learn of Miss Ruby, but she owned you for a long time. We are the richer for having been owned by a dog.

[Steiner]

My VHE 28 had a wonderful day.

[Reggie B]

Nice shooting Dan!

[Steiner]

If you know, you know.

[Reggie B]

Boundary marker?

[mobirdhunter]

We find those fenceposts throughout the prairie. Particularly poignant along the Cimarron Trail in SW Kansas.

[Steiner]

Originally Posted by Reggie Bishop

Boundary marker?

Limestone fence post. Absolutely mind boggling when you consider the effort required. Settling and surviving in these beautiful, yet brutally demanding areas of our country, gives me incredible respect and admiration for the men and women who dared to travel and settle here.

[Dean Weber]

Although I am guilty of being geeked out by stories of the birds, dogs, and guns, the curiosity of “finds” like the fenceposts paints a vivid picture in my mind. For me, it makes me feel a bit small to think someone set these posts as a matter of their daily life.

Dan, do you suspect the horizontal marks on the post you pictured are from harvesting the stone (drill marks) or from fence wire rubbing over the decades?

[Steiner]

Originally Posted by Dean Weber

Although I am guilty if of being geeked out by stories of the birds, dogs, and guns, the curiosity of “finds” like the fenceposts paints a vivid picture in my mind. For me, it makes me feel a bit small to think someone set these posts as a matter of their daily life.

Dan, do you suspect the horizontal marks on the post you pictured are from harvesting the stone (drill marks) or from fence wire rubbing over the decades?

Dean, I am of a similar mind. While I am often stunned by the sheer beauty of a dog moving gracefully and purposefully across a hillside, head high and taking in all the wind has to offer, I am also overcome with a desire to lie on the ground and “feel” the rich history it holds. Did a group of Cheyenne braves hunt these very hills and draws? I just can’t adequately describe the fullness that visiting these wonderful places provide me.
We saw various means of attaching the wire to the posts. I think it’s likely that the first installment of wire was simply wrapped around the stone like in Gary’s picture. I think the subsequent generations of wire were sometimes attached by drilling and inserting a pin into the hole and wrapping the wire around it. It’s counterintuitive for us to realize that a fence post might outlive several generations of wire.