Following the Dogs to High Places in Search of Ptarmigan, Season is Open
After a night of brutal storms, 8 hours of rain and snow, we awake to bluebird conditions. Can we get enough coffee and calories…
After a night of brutal storms, 8 hours of rain and snow, we awake to bluebird conditions. Can we get enough coffee and calories…
Battling unseasonably high temperature approaching 80º while trying to get everyone accustomed to low oxygen at high altitude. The bird dogs are managing, even…
The season has arrived, time for legs and lungs to start firing. Doing a few acclimation and scouting hikes, looking for flat ground, verifying…
It’s the second day of the upland season and I am in a pre-dawn traffic jam. I’m following a string of crimson taillights up…
Sitting here in camp staring at these two peaks in Arapaho National Forest. In the last week the dogs and I have visited both….
I’ve been accused in the past of trying to make every bird hunt a “religious experience.” I laughed it off when first cast. But…
We all have limits. But that edge is never static. It’s a river that rages perilously close or meanders docile and aimless in the…