Beginning of our second full day, and the second to last- heading back to Lincoln tomorrow after a morning hunt. This pic shows some of the country, but milder than where we hunt:



I was concerned that Cocoa was not in sufficient shape for the Sandhills , but she hung in there, and helped bring a number of birds to bag.






Lunch time


Cocoa comes through on a double by Dad:



And a welcome sight on the way home:


Tolerance: the abolition of absolutes

Consistency is the currency of credibility