And another thanks Adam. That was great. Brought back many childhood memories on my farm in North Carolina where it was nothing special to see 5 or 6 coveys on any given day hunting. Well, actually, a combination of my dad's farm (mine now) and my grandfather's farm which joined that of my dad. Those scenes of the pine / grassy areas, savannahs I think they called them, truly made the memories come back. Quail, my first hunting love, and now pheasant - simply because of the verrrryy few quail one can find to hunt now, especially here in New Mexico.
