It’s that time of the year when there isn’t much to say about chukars. You can’t see them, hear them or find them. They don’t seem to exist. But that’s good. They’re just getting eggs ready in the nests and soon will begin incubating. But obviously the male ruffed grouse wants to be noticed.
While out enjoying turkeys, I am constantly hearing the drumming sound of the male ruffed. They are obviously doing quite well by the numbers I am hearing. And they become very bold. I’ve had several of them just strut there stuff in front of me even knowing I am the enemy.

Hopefully, there numbers will be good this year and provide me and the dogs with some early September fun before the chukar season begins.
Congrats to my chukar hunting partner, Greg Allen, who got a turkey earlier this week with me. We had some of the best calling action I’ve had in several years. Always a pleasure to be on the mountain with Greg.
