Dove Hunting Tennessee

September 1st means one thing in the south...opening day of Dove Season.  It's a southern tradition full of good times, great stories, and timeless memories. Having been in the northwest, it's been 4 years since the last time I dove hunted.  My little boy, Aidan, was with me and he played the role of bird boy for me at that time.  This year, however, he was a little anxious to spend some time on the trigger for himself.  While the action wasn't exactly hot, we did manage to burn up some shells and Aidan knocked down a bird for the bag.  He was pumped.  And his little brother, Easton, got to be bird boy this year and retrieve birds for his dad and big brother.  Good times!