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| I have many but I will share one. When younger I was a big quail hunter and field trail guy. My family had a big reunion and all my cousins were down from up North. They were fascinated with the guns and dogs so I was going to put on a little demonstration. I flushed some quail out of the flight pin and waited a bit. I then turned out Jake and explained how he was going to smell the birds and point them. I grabbed my trusty 1100 Remington "special field" 21 inch cylinder bore barrel. Well sure enough over the hill Jake had a bird pointed. One of the cousins had one of those big camcorders on his shoulder to record this event. I explained what was going to happen. Well all did not go as planed, I went to flush the bird but stepped in a hole and fell down. When I went to shoot the bird and the cousins were in line so I pulled up and waited, as luck would have it the bird circled and presented a shot with me on the ground and the shot over my back. BOOM down goes the bird and Jake makes the retrieve. When I take the bird I see that I have shot the head off and not ruffled another feather. I proudly hold the bird up for the camera and state that that is how we do it in Tennessee, shoot the head off so as to mot mess up the breast meat. They we so impressed that day. I later found out they made copies of the tape and shared it with their friends telling them that their cousin could shoot the head of a flying quail over his shoulder and behind his back. Little did they know how close I came to missing that quail. | |
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