I only ended up getting out for one day. I walked around and took pictures and walked around, and walked around some more - from 830am til 1pm. Didn't see a single quail. I stood there on top of a little hill over looking several washes for about 15 minutes, deciding whether to bail, or continue. I decided bail. I took one step and flushed a covey. I only connected on this one tiny Gambels hen. Chased the covey around for another hour at least with two more flushes of single birds - one right under my boots that scared the Bjaysis outta me. Another who put a saguaro cactus between us until he was out of range. It was Great! Hard work for one little bird, but tonnes of fun. And perfect weather - 70's.


Oh yeah. I also saw a tribe of these guys which got me to thinkin' about another kinda trip....
