I love to hunt. Not so much for deer and large animals anymore. Just birds. I am a wing shooter. Quail, pheasants, doves and ducks. The quail are all gone. I’m too old to walk long corn fields in the Panhandle for pheasants. So now, it’s doves and ducks. Especially ducks.
My son, Tim loves to duck hunt so we get to spend lots of time together. This season was tough because of the drought. Some of the lakes we hunt were dry or near dry. Most of our hunts were mediocre — 4-7 birds a hunt.
My granddaughter, Demaris, who is a senior at University of West Florida, got to hunt with us a couple of times. My grandson, Timothy, hunted with us a few times but he had a son born right in the middle of the season. Not good for hunting when you have been up at 1 a.m. with a crying baby and the alarm goes off at 4 a.m.
