Trigon Tubular's Annual Dove Hunt

Every Labor Day weekend my Dad's company host's a dove hunt in San Antonio. As you all know we had our football game on Saturday, and we got up Sunday and left for San Antonio. We got to San Antonio around 5, and headed to Welfare to a little German cafe with GREAT food. We drank wine and stuffed ourselves silly, then headed back to the Westin in San Antonio to prepare for our big day to come. Monday morning we woke up, worked out in the weight room at the hotel, and met everyone for breakfast. The only reason we stay at the Westin is because my Dad LOVES the Westin's breakfast. Love may not even be the word to describe the way he feels about the breakfast. After we ate Dustin and I decided that we would do some sight seeing. We walked down to the Alamo to poke around in a couple shops, and to take our picture in front of the Alamo. We found some really great buys, and I found my stuffed armadillo I have always wanted....and to make it even better it was holding a Lone Star Beer bottle! How perfect is that! Dustin vetoed my new little friend real fast when he saw the $165.00 price tag. So we moved on to our next location....the Mexican Market. Now if any one knows San Antonio the Alamo and the market are REALLY far from each other! So there we went trotting through downtown San Antonio to the Mexican Market. We had fun shopping at all the little gift shops....or I did, and did a lot of browsing not really buying. I am very proud of myself for not buying every little thing I wanted. When Dustin and I got back to the hotel it was time to get ready for the hunt. We got dressed, checked out our guns, and headed to the field. It was a good hunt. We had plenty of people and more than plenty of birds. Then the drama started...to start it off the game warden came out to the field and started writing tickets. Dustin had shot a turtle dove, which we thought was just a baby white wing. Apparently these are illegal to shoot, and the game warden thinks that when a bird is flying 70 feet in the air you can tell the difference. Below are pictures of the 2 doves, please tell me if you were hunting and one flew 100 feet from you if you could tell the difference?





Well anyways, Dustin got a ticket, along with 8 other guys hunting with us, for VERY stupid reasons! Then hear come the cops. Apparently one of the Mexican neighbors called us in for "shooting" at their house. They questioned us, my Dad got angry with them, and they left. After we finished and killed our birds we headed back to town to shower and get ready for dinner. We ate at Pico de Gallo, had our Margaritas, and went to bed. Our weekend was a blast, and we are exhausted...now we have to get ready for our 3 day work week.