I use to load the Springers up and head to Kansas most weekends when I live in Trinidad going to gunsmithing school. I often stayed in the town of Larned, right in the middle of prime rooster country with some quail occasionally as well. I would head out Friday after my morning class and drive home sometime Sunday. We had a pretty good storm one Saturday evening and I woke to 4-5 inches of fresh snow and a bitter North wind. I loaded the dogs up, gassed the truck and hit a public field not far from the motel. I grabbed my double and my boy Briar and went out to find out just how miserable it was. I wear glasses when I hunt and the lenses did nothing to slow that wind down. We had not gone a 100 yards and my eyes were tearing up, Briar put two big roosters up not 10 yards out and I proceeded to miss them both. We had not gone much more than another 50 yards and the same thing happened, 2 roosters flushed, I missed both. I took that as a sign from the universe that it was too damn cold to be out hunting. No birds that morning but it is all part of the game.

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