La Grulla, Chocolate Grade Km. post 13-14 (Jim Baros) Dec 11, 1979 Chuck took me to a brushy knoll of perhaps 20 acres surrounded by barley stubble. We drove slowly around the knoll and spotted the covey of about 250 feeding along the edge. Chased them around the knoll but they kept leaving in groups of 20 to 50, flying across fields to heavy brush to the west. Gave them up with about half limits and went after another group of equal size that we saw fly (or rather heard fly) when our initial covey first flushed. Pushed the second bunch into heavy cover and finished our limit without really breaking the covey up... It was relatively level walking so my legs held up so that I shot pretty well - 9 birds with 15 shells. Just to the north of us Tom Glugue and his party were shooting yet another covey. I had no estimate on size of that bunch but there was plenty of powder burned. Today I saw two hawk attacks on quail. I shot a bird that fell in the open field and lay there fluttering, to my surprise a kestrel pounced on it and stood on its breast defiantly as I approached. Now about that for bravado! Later on the road out we were parked watching perhaps 500 or 600 quail feeding on a flat near Km. post 17 when a rough-ley came swooping down on a cluster of birds under a small bush. He banked hit the ground in a cloud of dust and of course all the girl had slipped out from under his feet. He sat there looking around, shook his feathers as though to say "Oh what the hell," and flew away right over the covey without giving them another glance.