>Tonight I returned from north central Colorado where Sterling and I had a grand ol’ time chasing greater sage grouse on the wide open prairie. I know I’ve said this many times before, but I love sage grouse and the spaces which they inhabit! To me, they define the American West and what remains truly wild. The weather was near perfect up there for us. We found a few extras as well. Ellie had her very first encounter with a porcupig which was out in the middle of the sage prairie…first time I’ve ever seen one that far from the trees. I also found a very nice flint bird point near where the grouse were. I couldn’t help but imagine the person who made it, out there on the sage prairie, years before us in hot pursuit of sage chickens for dinner!
We stayed at a wonderful inn where Walter and I had dinner last year…it was pleasantly surprising, and we’ll be staying there again next year as I plan to make reservations much further in advance (that is unless the Feds close down the sage grouse season).
The grouse were there too, but we had to burn up some boot leather in order to find them. What a glorious weekend…I’ll be dreaming of sage chickens for days to come!