It never ceases to amaze me that no matter how many clay targets that I break or how many times I go dove hunting, those little birds always find a way to humble me. A bird can be on a straight and steady path, and as soon as you are about to pull the trigger, he will perform a dipsy-do and you'll completely miss him. I don't know about you, but I find myself talking to myself quite a bit in the dove field. It doesn't matter though because it's one of my favorite things to do. How about you?