BROADFIELD

A timeless journey into Georgia’s lowcountry, where dogs, guns, and tradition converge beneath the longleaf pines.

A QUAIL HUNT IN THE GEORGIA LOWCOUNTRY

Our plane banks gently to the right, and the bright blue of an endless sky slides up and out of the frame made by my small passenger window. Miles of coastal salt marshes rotate into view, filling my field of vision with a jigsaw landscape etched by mud-colored rivers which snake slow paths through acres of tall cor…