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High Plains Lowdown
Say “sharp-tailed grouse” to an old sodbuster and he’ll tip back his wear-stained, weathered, wide-brim Stetson, spit out a chew of Copenhagen, look you in the eye and then to…
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Saving Sage Grouse
In the first blush of a fine spring morning, Linda Baker, director of the Upper Green River Alliance, and I disembarked from her truck in Wyoming’s 7-million-acre Upper Green River…
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Scars
There is a rough stone wall at the bottom of the Blackmer place in Massachusetts that runs north to south along the forest edge. In New England fashion, it is…
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Remote Ruffed Grouse
To me, “remote” was an abstraction, a vague idea of distance and expanse and low probability. Until I found it on a map. Remote, Oregon, doesn’t pass for much of…
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Opening Day
On the Opening Day of the grouse and woodcock seasons, I am like a coiled spring. I wait for months on end until Father Time tick-tocks his way slowly through…
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