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Pheasants Forever Hosts First Fundraiser Hunt Test at Clyde Preserve

Pheasants Forever Hosts First Fundraiser Hunt Test at Clyde Preserve

September 26, 2017March 6, 2019Brad Trumbo

Blue Mountain Pheasants Forever holds their first Pheasant Challenge to raise funds for habitat and youth involvement in the outdoors. Published in the Walla Walla Union Bulletin, February 17th, 2019.

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As much as I love chasing wily roosters, I would chose covey birds if I had to pick. I love a creek bottom snarl full of valley quail, but the explosion of Huns from the short grass is simply mesmerizing. What’s your favorite covey bird?

Ever hunt with wachtelhund? This is Felix. He is like a cross between a large munsterlander and a dachshund. A versatile breed trained to hunt and retrieve pretty much everything. This morning we spent “rummaging” for ruffs.

The last hunt of the season, we stepped past the single-room, windowless schoolhouse that hasn’t seen a class in nearly a half-century. One of the largest contiguous expanses of grasslands in southeast Washington stood between us and the Snake River. The birds were calm and the evening perfect. We didn’t even scratch the surface or pluck a sole feather on the roosters that sat beautifully for the point. No matter. We had taken enough for one season and will certainly return.

“Winter fly-fishing has a way of monumentalizing the single fish or random good day...The needle-sharp sting of sensation returning to frozen fingers, ears and toes as you recall the day’s events, simply etch memories deeper into your bank of best days.” As the snow flies in southeast Washington, I am even more tempted to make a trip to a northeast Oregon river to sink nymphs for rainbows. Until the storm passes, you can read about fishing for rainbows in a flood-scoured urban reach of the Touchet River in Dayton Washington @tenkarausa (link in profile).

Montana memories. No birds were harmed in the making of this image.

With the local seasons over, may our memories carries us into next September. Finn and I shared this moment upon finally connecting with this gorgeous gray phase ruff after years of being eluded. A superb end to an incredibly challenging September.

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As much as I love chasing wily roosters, I would chose covey birds if I had to pick. I love a creek bottom snarl full of valley quail, but the explosion of Huns from the short grass is simply mesmerizing. What’s your favorite covey bird?

Ever hunt with wachtelhund? This is Felix. He is like a cross between a large munsterlander and a dachshund. A versatile breed trained to hunt and retrieve pretty much everything. This morning we spent “rummaging” for ruffs.

The last hunt of the season, we stepped past the single-room, windowless schoolhouse that hasn’t seen a class in nearly a half-century. One of the largest contiguous expanses of grasslands in southeast Washington stood between us and the Snake River. The birds were calm and the evening perfect. We didn’t even scratch the surface or pluck a sole feather on the roosters that sat beautifully for the point. No matter. We had taken enough for one season and will certainly return.

“Winter fly-fishing has a way of monumentalizing the single fish or random good day...The needle-sharp sting of sensation returning to frozen fingers, ears and toes as you recall the day’s events, simply etch memories deeper into your bank of best days.” As the snow flies in southeast Washington, I am even more tempted to make a trip to a northeast Oregon river to sink nymphs for rainbows. Until the storm passes, you can read about fishing for rainbows in a flood-scoured urban reach of the Touchet River in Dayton Washington @tenkarausa (link in profile).

Montana memories. No birds were harmed in the making of this image.

With the local seasons over, may our memories carries us into next September. Finn and I shared this moment upon finally connecting with this gorgeous gray phase ruff after years of being eluded. A superb end to an incredibly challenging September.

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