ARandy,
I grew up quail hunting the same areas of La. and Ark. as you. If you remember in the’60s, there were a lot of free range cows in the woods and bottoms back then that kept much of the undergrowth eaten down back then that created a quail haven that pretty much kept all of us in birds, I remember one day hunting in the Red River bottoms after school with my Dad in front of a weather front and pointing over 20 coveys of birds. Days like that from yesteryear never leave your memory. People now in Texas have always asked me where I learned to shoot so fast and true. Right there in the woods of NW La. You had to or you would go home broke and hungry.