As the band-tail pigeon swung in over the gravel pit, I shouldered my Remington Wingmaster shotgun, swung my aim through the bird and fired. It folded and came down hard, and my Lab mix quickly ...

Standing in the brush along an abandoned rock quarry, I scanned the blue, cloud-free September sky for flying birds. My prey? Band-tail pigeons, the West Coast’s cousin to the extinct passenger pigeon ...

We walked a narrow trail through a stand of 30-some pines and saw a lone pigeon streak across the sky. It was right above two hunters in orange vests. Muzzles scribed arcs and strings of shot stabbed ...

I know that invasive species are the scourge of society BUT … they do provide 24/7 hunting opportunities for us. And Eurasian doves are about 30% larger (not a scientific number) than our mourning ...