I had to edit my original post and am putting it back in here. I made my final trip out April 14 and finally got into birds. It was an hour on snowshoes to get to where they were. I went a bit less than half way up this side valley along the hillside where I had spotted a lot of sign from the air then came back down in the creek bed. I kicked up birds all the way back down and got every bird I saw except one. Best day ever on snowshoes and best ptarmigan day ever. I got a limit this time. When I got out I put down a tarp, made a jacket pillow and took a nice nap in the sun. Great way to end my ski flying season.
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