So my good friend from church, Trey, invited me to go hunt in Louisiana. He was born & raised in Jennings, LA and has a lot of family there. Well, we saddled up this last Friday, and went to his cousin Frank's camp in Lake Arthur, LA (just south of Jennings 15 miles or so). First, to call it a camp is insulting. This place was outrageous! Really an amazing home on 5 acres on the lake. It is a beautiful piece of property. So, we roughed it there. Second, the hunting. We were there to teal hunt on Saturday/Sunday mornings, and get some dove on Saturday afternoon. We hunted until about 8-8:30 each morning, and with the cold front that moved in it was very pleasant upper 60's. There were plenty of birds moving in the morning, but not a lot of luck having them sit down on our pond. We only took 2 the first morning. During our dove hunt that afternoon... sigh, there were birds, but the hunters left a lot to be desired. I couldn't hit the broad sid