THANK GOD I’M A COUNTRY BOY!

(Written by John Denver and revised by Andy Wayment) Well life in the wild is kinda laid back Ain’t much an old country boy like me can’t hack It’s early to rise, early in the sack Thank God I’m a country boy Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm A raisin’ me…

MEGA GROUSE OF THE SEAS OF SAGE

I love to hunt grouse, any kind of grouse.  For a grouse hunter such as myself, Idaho is a great state to live in with five different species namely: Ruffed Grouse, Dusky (Blue) Grouse, Sharp-tailed Grouse, Franklin Grouse, and last, but certainly not least, the Sage Grouse. Although they sometimes overlap, each grouse has its own little niche…

Images From Grouse Camp

Spent four glorious days in northern Colorado this past weekend chasing grouse with bird dogs. Bret…my partner in cahoots…traveled from McPherson Kansas with four setters and the fixings for a mystical weekend in God’s grouse country. Grouse we did find…including Bret’s first sage grouse and my first Colorado mountain sharptailed grouse. Here are some images…

TOM DAVIS’ “THE GREAT AMERICAN BIRD HUNT” IN FIELD & STREAM

Last October, Brother Shawn and I had the opportunity to take author, Tom Davis, and photographer John Loomis along with us for our week-long hunt in the Idaho uplands.  Tom and John were on assignment from Field & Stream.  Unlike years past, the hunting was pretty tough, but we did have some stellar moments where we…

Colorado Blue Grouse

The Colorado dusky grouse season opened on Labor Day this year…getting out of the I-70 parking lot is an absolute nightmare as there are hordes and hordes of people in mass exodus from the mountains. I decided not to brave the crowds and waited until the following Thursday to chase grouse with the birddogs. I…

A MATTER OF LIFE OR DEATH

For those who hunt, they understand that hunting is a matter of life or death for the quarry we pursue. However, the hunter is rarely on the receiving end of a life-threatening risk. On Monday, September 1, 2014, Labor Day, I experienced a hunt where my life was truly endangered. I hunted alone that morning…

THE MAGIC WAND

I have this secret place that I love to fish.  I call it, “The Mini-Madison” because when I first fished there, it reminded me of my favorite river, the Madison, except instead of being “the fifty-mile riffle” like its namesake, this area is only 50 yards of excellent holding water containing exposed boulders, plunge pools, nice runs,…

ROB’S FISH

I have a friend named Rob Pincock that I have known through my church for quite some time now. I’ve always been impressed with his work ethic, his generosity, and how genuine he is. Rob is the kind of guy you can count on when in need. During the week of July 21 through 25,…

THE OLD YELLOW ROD

The family all sat around in the living room discussing numerous things including the preparations for my father’s funeral. Everyone’s emotions were so on the surface as we laughed and cried about our beloved Dad. Somehow the topic came up about how we would handle selling Dad’s things for my Mom. In tears I said…