As we turn off of the highway and onto the dusty dirt road heading towards the chukar hills, our bird dog stands up in the back seat of the pickup and sticks his nose out of the crack in the window, snorts, and wags his stubby tail in excitement. The last time we turned up …
The Beauty of Chukar Hunting
Thanksgiving is coming, and since I've been complaining about the scarcity of birds I thought I might refocus a little here. I think one of the reasons I love chukar hunting so much is that the landscapes I get to inhabit are particularly compelling to me. I remember driving through dense alpine forests on some …
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. …