Back of the truck. Dog, birds and loose feathers. Waited until last light. Shots and a daredevil retrieve during the final moments of day. Long drive west tonight, an almost full bag and tired dog. Close the tailgate and head home.
It’s been quite the year, but we’re back now.
“There’s a bird.” “Look, another one.” “Two more.” And as we crested the next roll there stood three roosters, caught in my speeding headlights, at the break of dawn, in the middle of County Road 32. Driving too fast to swerve, and not enough time to brake we bear down and the pheasants scatter. A […]
Wandering the backroads of rural north east Colorado there’s not much to see. Most of the time. I’ll admit to having become somewhat taken by the landscape out in this corner of Colorado and the shear vastness of it. The air is clean, there are no sounds to speak of and maybe you see a truck or two […]