I grew up chasing sage grouse in Utah with some pretty crazy field bred English Springers…one in particular named Sure Shots Charlie Brown. We use to call them “garbage-can lids” because of how enormous they look when they flush from the purple sage. I believe that author Charlie Waterman said it best, “…they cast shadows on the prairie ground when they take off…” I adore sage grouse and the habitat they live in! My good friend and partner in crime, Matt Lucia, from Idaho studied mortality rates in juvenile sage grouse for his masters degree at the University of Idaho. Their research demonstrated that these birds need hundreds of miles of habitat to sustain them! I’m grateful for groups like the North American Grouse Partnership (www.grousepartners.org)and all of their efforts to protect these birds for the next generations to come! I strongly urge everyone to join their efforts by becoming a member! Sage grouse define the American West to me and everything that’s wild! There’s nothing in the world like watching a big-going-bird-dog eat up the sage prairie in search of purple bombers!