Payette River Grouse
November 6, 2016 : With the passing of my father I've spent a good amount of time at the family cabin over the past few weeks. I hunted coverts my dad and I frequented when he was of a mind to it with great success! I have to admit, I think dad was with me on these outings and it seemed more than luck was involved. The last hunt was north of McCall. The cover looked perfect - a mix of pine, aspen and willow. The sun was on it's way down, with little time to hunt. I worked to the banks of the upper Payette River with the cottonwoods in full color against the dark greens of fir. With nothing encountered, I made it back to the trail I started from and spotted a little meadow lined with pine and low lying willow. I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye and a large cock bird made the mistake of flushing into the open. What a lovely ruffed he was! Thankful for the gift of this special grouse.
South Fork of the Boise River
Had a great time Sunday afternoon chasing ruffed grouse in the South Fork of the Boise drainage. Saw only one and he was a very clever bird! I could see him in the cover of aspen. he was chirping , crest erect, watching my every move. I tried to get him to flush - moving to one side, then the other... he matched my movements, never taking his eyes off of me. I was hunting with John Gosselin and turned to him to let him know to be on the ready. That's when this crafty Bird made his move. I had an open shot, but was not ready for him to flush. I was 3 feet well behind him. It was a gorgeous site with his golden barred breast and his gray barred tail silhouetted against a cobalt blue sky. I love hunting ruffeds in this special country!