For this intense and short a campaign, I'd avoid chasing chukars. If you find a few at the edge of a wheatfield, whack 'em. But chasing them up into their homeland is very hard on dogs, you, and potentially your gun.
Remember that they come from the 'Stans, and the "ground" is rocks, vertical, and hot/dry where they live over here, too. The air is thin and the gravity thick up there, the rocks will eat your gun barrels, or at least take a hunk out them. Snakes like those places, too.
You know that any critter that lives off cheat grass and Russian thistle ("tumbleweed") is a mean little bastard. You just THINK they are yelling "chuck, chuck, chuck" from that distant ridge....but my linguist/hunter buddy tells me that it is really another word that they learned long ago from "Tommy Atkins," a common Anglo-Saxonism of four letters that rhymes with "chuck," and that the last part of their call--"yoo" is just too high-pitched for human ears to hear....
Kill any that don't lead you to injure yourself or your dogs or your double! Tell 'em "This one's for what's left of Mike!"
All kidding aside, I hope you have a great trip and find a bonanza of birds!
Last edited by Mike A.; 08/05/17 11:51 AM.
