So the roadrunners out at the site are pretty unwary. This one was maybe 3 feet away from us when I took the picture.












So Angel though we were overfeeding and would run out of quail before the end of the season. So Katie and I counted quail that evening. We had exactly enough assuming that we kept feeding the same amount (in reality the number decreases as time goes on)








My grandfather pointed out the dangers of climbing under jacked up vehicles, so to put his mind at ease I figured Id put up this one showing we were using 2 jacks just in case.










Heres one of Kos on release day flying into a bush. More to follow I'm sure.