WINTER PLANNING TO HUNT THE DESERT DOVES AND QUAIL

I still want to ski but can not handle the cold anymore. I miss moguls skiing in the old days so my need for speed is satisfied by four cylinder 1300cc Royal Star and a KLR650cc. I wish, though, I could live in Montana sometimes in mid December and hunt the roosters on sunny days, no wind in the mid teens. My dogs really don't give a hoot about the cold as long as there is game. And to get game, I will to go back home to Arizona, feel the warmth of the sun and camp in the Sonora desert that Edward Albee so loved with campfires and then hunting for flights of doves and wily quail.

Doves cooked almost tartar quickly over a open fire basted with beer cut in half, Curritck sauce then a air chilled Merlot is so rich you eat ten of them. The preparation for gear, clothing, guns, ammo, provisions transitioning from a drift boat Montana trout expedition all summer to a Canadian Prairie campaign for 5 weeks, Nevada Chukar, celebrating Christmas and New Years pass shooting in the desert can jade the the man. I look forward to each journey and wonder if the birds will be there (THEY ALWAYS ARE) AND IF MY AIM IS GOOD ENOUGH TO GET GAME FOR MY DOGS.

I'll know in a couple of weeks