I took these pictures a while back. They remind me of my Dad. He was a rabid chukar hunter and, for my childhood from probably about 8 years old until I was a senior in high school, we chukar hunted every weekend of the season. We hunted around Wenas Lake, Vantage, Yakima Canyon, Waterville, anywhere there were birds. The limit was 8 a day then 5 later on, we usually limited back then. He trained his own English Pointers. Good memories alright. Too bad the birds died off so bad. RIP Dad.
