I spent the last week at my property east of Oroville. I was putting up stud walls in the new garage (pole building) so the electrician can come and install my panel and string wire. So one afternoon I get the itch and loaded up my bike and headed up the hill after some grouse.
10 miles in forest service roads and 70 yards into the trail a grouse flushed, but no shot. I kept walking the trail and two more flushes and I manged a bird from each group. The place seemed alive with grouse. Inside of a half hour I hit the final bunch and took a nice big blue. With my limit I headed back to the bike and took this photo back at the house. A few days later I managed to bag another blue back in the same area.
In between hunting and working I also hit a local lake and played catch and release with a bunch of healthy, brightly colored brook trout. Most were deep orange in their fall colors. All in all a great way to have spent the week.
