Run for you life, the Perro del Diablo is on the Loose! This week marks a huge change in my family. We brought home Misty, our new Brittany pup, on Monday and let’s just say it has been interesting ever since. After eight years with no puppies, I have forgotten what a challenge they really…
Author: Andrew Wayment
Andrew M. Wayment (Andy) is an attorney by profession and an outdoorsman by passion. Andy is a partner with the law firm, Tolson & Wayment, PLLC in Idaho Falls Idaho where he helps clients in and out of Court. Andy’s family includes his beautiful wife Kristin, four daughters, two sons, and two bird dogs. In his free time, Andy enjoys writing and has published numerous articles on upland bird hunting and fly fishing in various magazines and the local newspaper. His first book is Heaven on Earth Stories of Fly Fishing, Fun & Faith. When Andy is not at work or with his family, you may find him at the river waving a fly rod or in the field toting a shotgun and following his bird dogs.
MARK TWAIN: BIRD HUNTER EXTRAORDINAIRE?
Hello all. I am up in the early morning with my rambunctious puppy. One of my ties just fell victim to her crazy puppy ways. Argghh!!! Such is the lot of new puppy owners. Oh, how easily we forget! Since I’m up, I thought I would share a quote from H. L. Betten’s Upland Game…
MEET "MISTY MORNING SUNRISE"
In my mind, there is nothing better than starting a morning in the uplands while watching the sunrise. You never know what the day will bring, but you always hope for the best. That is not unlike the anticipation and hope you feel when you get a new puppy. With that thought in mind, meet…
THE UPLAND GAME HUNTER’S BIBLE by DAN HOLLAND
If you don’t already know by now, I absolutely love books on hunting and fishing. It’s hard to beat a good book by Burton Spiller, Havilah Babcock, Corey Ford, E. Donnall Thomas, Jr., Robert Traver, William G. Tapply, Grandpa Grouse and the likes. My brother Shawn and I collect as many books on bird hunting…
WILL THE REAL BLUE GROUSE PLEASE RISE UP?
Fellow Grouseketeer Tommy and three big blues. Over the years, much has been written by various outdoor writers on hunting the blue grouse of the Rocky Mountains–some negative and some positive. The moniker of “fool hen” has often been applied to this game bird. In this post, I want to share some quotes on the…
THE WISDOM OF THE AGES
My wife’s grandma Christine Nelson with Grandpa Nelson’s pointer, Dan. As with my own dogs, it’s good to know that Grandpa’s birddogs were part of his family. For bird hunters and dog trainers, things are definitely different today than they were half a century ago. With technology we have many conveniences that have made things…
IDAHO CHUKAR HUNTING IN JANUARY
[Author’s Note: Below is my attempt at a Where-to/How-to article for a local news paper, which was not accepted for publication. I am not a big fan of such articles, but thought this was good enough to share with some pictures from yesterday’s chukar hunt. I hope you enjoy!] For those who struggle with the…
Bustin’ D. Dusty Devlins
After reading Andy’s tribute posts to Dusty (below), I was reminded of a photo I have of Dusty on point. Andy and I were hunting valley quail on this day in Idaho. This photo is of Dusty on point on an enormous covey of quail! Dusty did have some days where he shined brightly! I’m…
DUSTY BOY: PERFECT MEMORIES OF AN IMPERFECT BIRDDOG, Part 2
Continued from Part 1 Below . . . In addition to Dusty’s sporadic but memorable points, Dusty had some good retrieves that ought to be mentioned. On Thanksgiving Day, 2004, I thumped a rooster that dropped over a ridiculously high and tight barbed-wire fence–a real crotch ripper–that I wasn’t too excited to cross. Before, I…
DUSTY BOY: PERFECT MEMORIES OF AN IMPERFECT BIRDDOG, Part 1
It’s now been a year since we lost Dusty Boy—the day after Christmas, 2008. For a dog I lovingly called, among many other things, “Knucklehead,” I figure it is time to record some of his shining moments—good and bad. I owe him that much. Dusty Boy, one lovable Buckethead. Dusty was an Elhew Pointer born…
THE END OF THE ROAD
Yesterday, as Sunny and I approached the Royal MacNab–my favorite hunting covert in the world–we found a big snow bank, left by the county snowplow, which blocked our progress. This was the end of the road for Red Ed, my Ford Explorer, but not for Sunny and I. We would hoof it through the deep…
GHOSTS OF DECEMBERS PAST AND FUTURE
Farley’s last blue grouse hunt. Bird hunting in December is vastly different from the summer-like days of September, the colorful autumn days of October, or even the crisp, shorter days of November. There is a confidence and ease that one feels in the uplands while following a dog and toting a shotgun during these kindlier…
Upland Ways 