I didn't know it then, but this was my last full day of grouse hunting for this year. My right ankle was injured in a fall last November (hunting elk) and after this day (last Tuesday) I started to notice it being a problem again. Off to see the sawbones today, accordingly.

Not a sidelock, and not as colorful as those lovely cockbirds, but a fitting end to an exceptionally lovely trip.



This is what you missed out on James. Maybe next year?



Me smiling!

Last edited by Lloyd3; 10/13/15 10:58 AM.