Shell’s Covert, by Marc Puckett

April might seem to be a strange favorite month for an upland bird hunter like me, but it is mine. I think more than anything

Ah, yes, I wish I could have lived back in those halcyon days of quail hunting when every day after school without end we found

First things first. I am proud to be a Virginian. Always have been and I always will be. I believe individuals, peoples, entities, states and

Many times over the last few years I have encouraged upland bird hunters not to give up. I bought a new bird dog in summer

Our quail team’s longest serving private lands wildlife biologist, Andy Rosenberger, recently took an upland bird hunting trip out to “fly over” country – parts

I was on a string there of getting my blog posts out on time or even early. My hat’s off to those folks who blog

It’s human nature when life is going well to take things for granted. Electricity, running water, plenty of food on the table, a warm place

Our Virginia quail team spent the first week of August in Albany, Georgia, attending the National Bobwhite Technical Committee meeting (Thanks to the Georgia DNR

“I understand the need for fire, but when you are burning in May, you are burning up quail, turkey and grouse nests and that can’t

I have been known to say the following: “If it were not for cut-overs, there may not be a quail left in Virginia.” Some may