Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The Honey Hole

Every once in a while, just when you think the situation has gone to hell in a handbasket, it turns out to be a really good thing.  Today, I put Bo on the ground and started walking through the grass and sage, talking to my hunting partners.  Casually, Bo starts out in a straight line and just keeps going!  I watch him go out of sight over a hill, and then he's gone.  I tell my buddies to wait at the truck and I take out after the old guy.  I didn't want a repeat of 2 years ago, when Bo was gone for 5 days!  He stayed 700 yds ahead of me for 2 miles and finally went on point, so I could catch him.  I was so mad, I would have givien him away on the spot!  But I walked in front of him and a huge covey got up and I dropped 2 birds.  Then, on the way back to the truck, we got up 2 more coveys.  I couldn't get back too fast.  I yelled to the guys, we found a honey hole- let's go! It was a sweet spot covered with quail tracks.  Thank you, Bo!!!