Dry as a Bone

It's so dry in chukarland that finding birds, easy on opening weekend, has become tougher than gristle on roadkill. In three days of hard hiking up, across, and down some very good looking habitat, we witnessed a total of five or six coveys, most of which busted wild. With temperatures in the mid-80s continuing through …

Chukar Lucky

After the last couple hikes with Angus, I'm feeling pretty lucky. With Leslie away, it was just my best friend and me. We went to a new spot, the opposite direction from our normal compass bearing. Filtering through private land, endless rolling hills, creeks, basalt scatter, barbed wire in various states of repair, muddy tracks …

Dearth of Chukar

It's six weeks into the season now and the sinking feeling is growing. Each time I've gone out I've thought, "Next week I'll find them." Then I wouldn't. This weekend I made it out twice and both times were dismal in terms of birds. We busted one covey of Huns yesterday, and today I saw …

Low Down on Chukar

Well, after my recent post, "Getting High on Chukar," in which I revealed that up north I have seen more birds lower on the slopes than I do down south, I went low over the Thanksgiving break in my spot down south. In other words, I decided to try the northern tactic in the south. …