Dove hunt

About two weeks ago my family had a dove hunt.  They have one every year.  At the begining all the guys and a few girls come and shoot dove for like 3 hours.  This year we all got t-shirts.  this year we brought my 4-10 shotgun for me to shoot dove with.  Guess what?  I got my first dove. 

Let me try to explain what it is like to try to shoot a dove.  Dove are extremely fast.  Dove are also small.  Trying to shoot a dove is like trying to shoot a missel.  A very small, very fast missel.  I hit one.   I didn't kill it but I dropped it.  When my dad and I found it my dad was chasing it around while it flopped trying to get away.  My dad shot like 20 but only found (or atempted to find) 15.  15 is the limit.  I was 14 away.  Once my dad shot one and it landed right next to him.  The next Saturday we went dove hunting again.  I shot another.  It was flying almost right in front of us and I dropped it right there.  All toghether my dad said I killed 2 and hit another.  Here are pics of the hunt.

This is someone cleaning a dove.

Pretty gross right?

 

This is a family picture.

Everybody in the brown t-shirt went dove hunting.

I think my cousin in the camo shirt did too.

 

This is me carrying ziplock bags to the people cleaning the dove.

My mom made me stop an let her take a picture.

 

This is my dad and other family cleaning dove.

Happy hunting,

Parker