Most of my life I considered the common carp as a trash fish. I figured the namer of this undesirable fish mixed up the “a” and the “r” rendering it “carp” instead of “crap.” I remembered a time when my brother Scotty and I were fishing on the Bear River below our home near Preston, Idaho when…
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Sorta-double at Grouse Rock: A Continuation of Day Four in the Idaho Uplands & a Scaled Quail Pictorial Saga
A wise man once stated that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over expecting different results. After hunting the Windy Mills covert on Wednesday, we decided to drive over to Grouse Rock in search of Ron and Andy’s favorite game bird—the ruffed grouse. (I know…they’re both nuts…what more can I…
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For the last year, I have been bugging my brother Shawn Wayment to truly join forces with me on just one blog. I have been running Upland Equations primarily by myself for over four years now and Shawn has been solely running Setter Feathers & Groused Tales. As you may guess, it takes a lot…
DAY SEVEN: BREAKING THE CURSE
[Author’s Note: This is another chapter from my forthcoming bird-hunting book, Roadside Revelations: Tales of Bird Dogs, Family & Other Upland Equations. This story is of Day Seven of my awesome week of hunting in October of 2010. If you are interested, the posts on the prior six days of the hunt are in the Upland Equations archives. For this hunt, we hunted a…
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