I took the pups bird hunting this morning, their first this fall for anything other than grouse. We had several covey of Hungarian Partridge, aka Huns, and properly known as Gray Partridge (Perdix perdix). In his excitement, Fritz busted the first covey, then we had two wild flushes, so no chances to even shoot and miss.
On the way out, I stopped at the edge of the Eagle Creek Canyon to see the damage caused by the Town Gulch fire earlier this year. A lot of hard to hunt but great habitat was blackened, and there were some genuinely fortunate landowners along the creek.
Here you can see the dyed and unburned stripe left by a fire suppression drop. That and the road saved a lot of rangeland.
One of the creekside homes and a mostly surviving small stand of timber.
Another surviving home and timber.
A little bit of surviving timber.
A wider angle shot of the previous.
Best of all (not!), Ketzel once again rolled in a cow pie. Gotta love that dog.
On the way out, I stopped at the edge of the Eagle Creek Canyon to see the damage caused by the Town Gulch fire earlier this year. A lot of hard to hunt but great habitat was blackened, and there were some genuinely fortunate landowners along the creek.
Here you can see the dyed and unburned stripe left by a fire suppression drop. That and the road saved a lot of rangeland.
One of the creekside homes and a mostly surviving small stand of timber.
Another surviving home and timber.
A little bit of surviving timber.
A wider angle shot of the previous.
Best of all (not!), Ketzel once again rolled in a cow pie. Gotta love that dog.
