I’m getting really promising reports about grouse numbers here in Pennsylvania. Not just from one person but from several, some of whom actually know of which they speak. A couple bird dog guys I know say they’re seeing them "everywhere."
Must have had a good hatch and better than average chick survival. Whatever the cause, I welcome the news.
We normally have a group of guys up from Maryland for the dove opener here in Pennsylvania. They haven’t been here for the past couple years because we just weren’t seeing enough birds to make it worth their while. Hopefully that’ll change this year.
If these guys decide to journey to the Keystone State I might well decide to forego the Montana trip. Dove hunting is as much a social event as it is an actual hunt, but it has always been a lot of fun.
The after-hunt dinners at my buddy’s place were always affairs to remember, a fitting end to a day’s gunning if ever there was one!
Maryland crabs, venison tenderloins on the grill, scallop ceviche, grilled dove breasts, scalloped oysters, homemade venison corned beef — I must stop now as I’m drooling all over my keyboard and I’ve gained five pounds just thinking about it!
At my age one should not be wishing for the time to go any faster than it already does, but August tempts me sorely!
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