As the six excited Dove Hunters headed down the final 14 miles of gravel road the brush country was alive with color. The sage brush was in full bloom and the vivid colors completely amazed us of the power of our creator. His canvass stretch as far as the eye could see, his paint splashed from valley to ridge top. Our spirits were soaring as we crested the last hill to our casa there awaited the finishing touches on the master’s work of art.  A river so clear and tranquil that it mesmerized us to the man. We had crossed this same river a few miles back and it was dry as a bone. But here in a place where we could take a refreshing dip or enjoy the breathtaking view from the porch, the river was full. Well over 8’ deep in spots and as clear as a bell.  We couldn’t understand how this situation could develop but we enjoyed it as a personal gift to us from God.

As usual we unloaded as quick as we could and headed out for the evening hunt. The recent rains had provided a smorgasbord for the little winged bandits so the usual numbers feeding in our fields we down. Still our hunt was successful with more than enough for all involved.Of course anytime you get 6 adult males together at hunting camp an outbreak of testosterone is sure to occur. Legendary Guide Mike Tomei brazenly boasted that his team could kill more of the fast flying birds that my team could. So the trash talking was on with the rules in place we headed to different fields to begin the hunt. When the dust settle and birds counted the Legendary Guide had to eat crow so to speak. The picture below shows the results plainly. Losers acted as servants to the winners for the rest of the night and we thoroughly enjoyed it!   


A first for us on this trip was the sighting of the very rare white blooming sage brush. All our years on the ranch never saw one.

                                       white sage


Temperatures were mild and made the trip comfortable. We saw a few nice bucks, had shots at coyotes and fox along with many covey of quails encountered. Returned home with a memories forever etched in our minds, 

tracy vacinating the cattle Sunset vultures Jim and Mary with the blooms Mike and Danille with pear tunas

Off for another adventure to the ranch with a couple’s only trip. We were accompanied by good friends Mike and Danielle Tomei and new friends Jim and Mary Payne. Actually Jim and I have worked together for many years but this was the first time we met his wife Mary. The mission of our trip was primarily to put the smack down on the local Dove population along with the normal ranch duties.

The ranch had received a couple of inches of rain the previous week so the brush country was alive with cactus blooms of every type. Temperatures were reasonable for August but we did we enjoyed the extra cooling power of the new mini splits that my brother had given us. Thank You Kevin! The deer cam pictures caught a really nice drop tine buck along with some very wide boys and way to many lions! Check them out on our web site at Fahlforest.com under the hunt menu/ deer cam. The dove fields had been tended well and Manuel had tidy up our blinds.

For three nights the gringos from Michigan threw lead in every direction and although the Paloma won the vast majority of the battles we did manage to kill enough for dinner. As is customary on our ranch hunting trips the last night is a wild game dinner and we once again dined in splendor on the tiny fowl. Marinated succulent breast with an array of veggies and cooked on a mesquite smoked fire is a treasure for ones palate.

The hunt was a huge success with enough birds bagged for our dinner (which took 80) along with Manuel’s family and Angelis’s family. The most comical sight of the trip was watching Mike retrieve his wife’s birds and yes he did carry one back in his mouth!!! The scenery was breath taking as usual, and the deer herd looks in great shape. We are making progress on the breeding pens and the high fence around our food plot is gorgeous. I am really looking forward to another awesome fall hunt. Until then Adios