This past Sunday I was shooting doves on my farm and had one of those days you dream of! This was the second weekend of the season and after the first weekend it can go from unbelievable nonstop action to bluebird sky's and hardly a dove in sight. Shooting pressure, weather, and surrounding crop harvest that can cause the birds to disperse all can ruin the action. Well, it was upper 90's, very humid and the way high pollen count made it miserable to be out. I watched my favorite football team ( Da Bears ) win and decided to shoot some birds for a cookout. Action was slow but steady. Our limits are 15 and I had 6 down with 6 shots when I pulled off a rare double with one shot! Now I was at 8 and starting to feel a bit cocky The tally kept adding up and I ended my 15 bird limit soon using only 14 shots! Thankfully I had witnesses as we all know those rare days when we cannot seem to miss usually happen when all alone!!!So, I was hoping others may share their story's of days to remember? BTW, do doves make it to Alaska?