Why am I always the last to know? After limiting out opening morning at a public dove hunting field east of Clinton, MO my friend Gary asked me to go back the next afternoon. Beautiful field, sunflowers, the doves favorite snack, mowed in strips leaving hunters room to hide in the uncut part. Typical dove hunting weather. Hot, lots of bug spray and sunblock. But the doves didn’t show up. As someone once put it, “If every time you went into McDonald’s somebody started shooting at you, it wouldn’t take long for you to find a new place to eat”.
Gary shot one bird that fell in heavy cover and his Lab pup Cody used his nose and found it. I shot one bird and it fell in the same area but with even thicker cover and Cody couldn’t find it. Oh well…nice afternoon to be outdoors.
Afterwards we ate dinner at Mallard’s Roadhouse on highway 7 west of Clinton. As you would expect, duck hunting decor, wood paneled walls etc. Made us feel right at home. Good service and excellent food. We’ll be back!
