Paolo and I were at the annual SHOT Show last week in Las Vegas representing Glacier Glove. It was a good time, like always, as it really is the most amazing place for people who are passionate about shooting and hunting. We had the opportunity to see a bunch of our dealers, and the opportunity to meet and hang out with a whole bunch of people that love to hunt just like we do. In particular I got to speak with a bunch of really good dog handlers and upland bird hunters. For me, that is always a pleasure. Thank you to everyone that stopped by our booth.
My wife was home with our 3 month old twins all week, and when I got home Friday night it was very obvious that she needed a break and that I would not be hunting on Saturday. It is VERY rare that she ever asks me to not go hunting, so when she does I know that there must be a good reason for it, and I don’t go. It doesn’t take a lot of common sense to know that she needed a break, so I hung out on Saturday with the babies, and was happy to do so.
I have never had what I would consider a good upland bird hunt after a really big windstorm, or during a big windstorm. Never. Not even one time… We had big winds in northern Nevada late in the week with gusts up to 70 mph. Sunday I hunted a mountain that I had hunted the weekend before. I only had a few hours, but I did not see a single bird. That is very rare. In fact I can only think of a small handful of hunts ever that I have not even seen a bird. I can add yesterday to that short list. No worries, next weekend I could have some of the best hunting of my life. All you can do is keep after it, and have fun either way. The good news is that some well needed moisture blew in, and every drop of that moisture is really helpful to our desert wildlife, especially in a dry year like this.
Our booth at the SHOT Show.
I looked over at my GPS on my dashboard Sunday morning and I thought that someone was messing with me. It is kind of hard to read, but it does say what you are thinking that it says.
Jay Kincaid
My wife was home with our 3 month old twins all week, and when I got home Friday night it was very obvious that she needed a break and that I would not be hunting on Saturday. It is VERY rare that she ever asks me to not go hunting, so when she does I know that there must be a good reason for it, and I don’t go. It doesn’t take a lot of common sense to know that she needed a break, so I hung out on Saturday with the babies, and was happy to do so.
I have never had what I would consider a good upland bird hunt after a really big windstorm, or during a big windstorm. Never. Not even one time… We had big winds in northern Nevada late in the week with gusts up to 70 mph. Sunday I hunted a mountain that I had hunted the weekend before. I only had a few hours, but I did not see a single bird. That is very rare. In fact I can only think of a small handful of hunts ever that I have not even seen a bird. I can add yesterday to that short list. No worries, next weekend I could have some of the best hunting of my life. All you can do is keep after it, and have fun either way. The good news is that some well needed moisture blew in, and every drop of that moisture is really helpful to our desert wildlife, especially in a dry year like this.
Jay Kincaid
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