__"My first dove hunt was at a tank [waterhole] near Konawa, Okla.," recalled Pickens, who has the memory of a computer hard drive. "I had a single shot .410, and I got six doves that first hunt. The limit in those days was 10." Pickens' wing shooting career has been epic, but his starter shotgun suffered an ignoble demise. On a quail hunt with his father later that same year, Boone dropped his shotgun, barrel first, in the mud. Tom Pickens admonished his son to clean out the barrel and check to be certain that no mud remained. "Don't shoot unless that barrel is clean," instructed the elder Pickens. Young Boone whacked the barrel a couple of times with the heal of his hand and was satisfied when a clump of mud dislodged. When a quail covey flushed minutes later, he picked out a fast-flying bird, brought his shotgun to bear and pulled the trigger.