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I am tired. Traveller and I have been chasing ducks and pheasants for the last couple weeks. With every trip there always comes some sort of challenges or difficulties, such as zero wind most days or the almost 80 degrees temps. But just as most things in life, you have to take it as it comes and adapt. Can’t change the weather anyways, so might as well make the most of it.

I decided to rest Traveller more this year than I have in past years. One reason is because I’ve definitely been guilty of over hunting him in prior trips due to my excitement; insert EGO here. What I found is that while I get immense amounts of joy watching him carry/drag a Canada goose in a sidestep way back to me, or flush a rooster out of cover that there’s no way in hell I’d step into, I also thoroughly enjoyed watching other dogs in the field. Even more so, I loved watching their handler’s enjoyment when their dogs had success.

I may only see the majority of my cohorts on the trip once, maybe twice a year, but we are able to make a lifetime’s amount of memories in a few days. As Traveller and I make the all day drive back home, I’m looking forward to a celebratory 🥃, a nap in the recliner, and looking forward to the rest of hunting season.