Skeetx; I thought you would wonder what I was up to: The Grandson and I went to The Nebraska Sandhills: We spent the first morning, just "going North" from his uncle's ranch. We saw three Mule Deer Does (Uncle says there are a couple "Nice Bucks" with them, but we didn't see any bucks) We ran across a couple of coyote pups, and one, which my Grandson said we must have woke up, was real close, and looked at us like "Who are THOSE guys?" Anyway, after he looked us over, he trotted off, but not at a high lope. Grandson whistled (how the hell do you spell "Whistle?")at him, and he stopped.
Then, in the afternoon, we hunted Doves. I used a side by side
"Purdey" and it still had it's magic, as once I figured out the lead, just killed every dove on every shot. I had an old box of handloaded 7's (yeah, 7's, not 7 1/2's) they really worked. Anyway, maybe next year .410's...we will see.
Sam Ogle, Lincoln, NE.
