Our chukar hunting season was blessed by being able to hunt with good friends and family. There’s something indescribable about sharing this activity with people and their dogs we care about. Maybe the photos can talk a bit…
Bagpiping friend Rob came all the way out from western Washington with his young pointing Griffon, Talisker. (He even brought a bottle of the pup’s namesake!)
Early October days were among the hottest of the season. We picked a doozy of a hike for this one.
Talisker is a great dog, and quite fetching (get it?).
What you do after a long haul.
Hunting with my brother Geoff and his son Porter was a treat.
Father and son are super-fit and covered tons of ground.
This one’s for Donner, Geoff’s dog, who had to stay home on their trip out this fall (this was taken in January 2015).
Hunting with The Kid for the third season in a row. He’s tough, smart, funny, and I’ll soon be watching him take off up hills ahead of me while I try catching my breath…
The Kid got his very own shotgun this year, and shoots left-handed. He came close but is still looking for his first chukar.
Peat took a liking to The Kid and has promised to point lots more birds for him to shoot next season.
Cam was intrepidly good company.
Cam gets up and down the hills with ease.
Angus partnered with the shooter nicely on this Hungarian partridge in December.
Didn’t get any photos of Dave hunting with us this year, but this classic old-school look from Dave last year shows his style. He’s always got something interesting to tell us…
Dave’s Hun from last fall.
Angie, Allan (with Quigley and Emma), me (with Angus and Peat), and Mike (with Paddy), on a blustery Halloween eve. Lots of birds, even more than we had dogs! Angie and Mike shared a great meal with us while camping in Hells Canyon. We hope to get out with them more next year in their new stomping grounds.
Treat-hounds take a break from the action.
Bryan is the figure in the upper left. He can move. His dog Bodie is up there somewhere, too. I wasn’t able to get any photos of Bryan up close.
Angus, probably watching Bryan and Bodie on New Year’s Eve. This was the coldest hunt of the season, which felt even colder because we took the boat. Brr.
My across-the-street neighbor Jared and his son Logan joined me for a spectacular January hunt filled with a plethora of deer, elk, and eagle sightings. Their first chukar outing, they’re eager to go again next season.
The fact that my wife/BFF Leslie can share these experiences with me makes it impossible to imagine anything better. Life is good, but with her, doing this with our dogs, it is the best thing.