On Point: Chief and Sugar on point, with Kicker poised for the flush.
We were heading into the morning sun across a wire grass and scrub oak-covered knoll to pick up a long shot I’d just made. Spot, an English pointer, locked up and Joker backed. I assumed he was pointing my downed bird. The flushing cocker bounced in for the retrieve when the guide called, “dead bird,” and a single quail got up, flying strong and definitely not a dead bird. My wife, Cherie, was on the right side and downed the bird about 20 yards out. As the …read more