A Bird Hunter's Road

I had originally planned to head west for chukars when things started to wind down in Montana.  Those "things" included upland bir...

The trip to Dad's grouse camp in northern MN is always a bit of a 180 from the Montana upland scene. His camp is a speck of private grou...

What is it about pheasants? Why do hunters pack one-star motels and race down gravel roads to beat other hunters to their pre-determin...

I wished I had kept my first upland vest.  It was a hand-me-down vest, from Holiday, a gas station chain based in Minnesota, when they so...

Quit your jobs, cash out your 401K and tell the wife that you are getting back with the band.  It is going to be the best bird season in dec...

We are now entering our second stage of bird hunter worries: the spring hatch.  I fret from November-March whenever a blizzard wreaks havoc ...

May. Fall is not in the air. But, for some reason my mind is wandering to September already.  Four months away, for Pete's sake.  T...