This really gets me going, thankyou!
The ruffies of the Great White North have spoiled me a bit but I still remember chasing "Blues" out here. All my old coverts have mostly been run over (by all the growth on the Front Range) but... I surely appreciate the reminder of those fun past hunts.
It used to be birds in the morning and then trout in the afternoon on those "opening" weekends.
Tricos!
