Lots of boot leather and tireless dogs found us four species of birds on a weekend hunt out west. Hungarian Partridge, Chukar, Blue Grouse and Sharptail Grouse all found their way into our game bags. This is big country, a sea of rolling grass and sage, and I was surprised with our success at finding birds. This is bird hunting in its purest form. No guide, no released birds, no food plots – just birds where God put them. You have to work hard, but when you find them and connect it is hugely rewarding for both the hunter and dog.
The dramatic, vast country made for some terrific photographic opportunities.
Tex on point.
Seemingly endless places to look, you have got to be more interested in hunting than in killing.
King of the hill at dusk.
Tex (on the right) met and hunted with his older brother Pepper. Can you see the resemblance?
Birdhunter 
Excellent photos, excellent photo essay. Makes me wish Icould go back for another hunt this fall — but today’s 16-inch snow fall convinces me to wait until next season.
Thanks Jerry! I will think of you sitting by a warm fire when we are trying to hunt in a ND deep freeze this weekend.
Unbelievable photo essay, thanks for the ride.
Thanks! I am glad you enjoyed it.
How did the Cocker do
Hi Bill, that little Buddy is awesome. Super energy in the field, a great flusher.