An Afternoon Swim

In September 1966, the hot spot for Mourning Doves in Texas was George West, a small town in the northern part of south Texas. Grain fields abounded and there were miles and miles of the famed south Texas brush country for roosting.

My Dad and I had decided to go ahead and pay for a “day hunt” to sample some of this reportedly outstanding shooting. We called the local Chamber of Commerce and they gave us the name of a rancher booking hunts. We called him and set up a hunt for the following Saturday.