My last day of blue grouse hunting was last week. A gorgeous autumn day that makes me thankful to be alive and apart of the Colorado Uplands. The dogs and I moved two grouse at 10,000 plus feet, but I was a ways behind and just watched them sail gracefully to the distant canyon floor! The setter was mesmerized by the blue bombers as they escaped from predation! I sure love those birds! The dogs and I learned a lot about reverse migration of the blues this season and what to watch for in terms of seasonal diet and habitat.
Colorado Blue Grouse Country at it’s Finest!
Now it’s on to a new chapter of our lives!
Buzz bombs…those explosive hand’s-full-of-feathers that can make a fool out of you and leave you shaking your head darn near every time!
This weekend will take me deep into Kansas Quail Country in search of “Just One More Covey Rise“…I’m a confessed COVEY JUNKIE (with no chance of reforming)! More to come in the not so far future!