In the last fortnight, with quail season in full swing, I had the good fortune to receive an invitation from my old friend, Patrick Jones, to spend time at a place called CoveyRise which is a little less than nine miles from the Camilla Airport.
When you come to CoveyRise, the main attraction is quail hunting, and I am one who cannot get enough of that. With birthdays accumulating there is a back that gets cantankerously sore after walking the woods and fields and legs that are far from what they were when I was a college sophomore.