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Sidelined

Sidelined

By Joel Schnell for ruffedgrouseminnesota.com They give 100 percent, our bird dogs. Levi doesn’t have a half-effort in him, especially when it comes to chasing the training dummy. Last week he overshot the dummy and hit a fence beyond in making the turn back. Chipped a bone in his wrist, so he’ll be out for ...

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Building the Grouse Hunting Camp: The Vintage Shed

Building the Grouse Hunting Camp: The Vintage Shed

By Joel Schnell for Ruffedgrouseminnesota.com Traveling the backroads of grouse country, we catch a glimpse of the old working buildings of the Northwoods. The barns, sheds, chicken coops and farm houses tucked down an overgrown driveway edged with lilacs. In their day, a family scratched out a living in the woods and fields with daily ...

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Drumming Counts for 2018

Drumming Counts for 2018

By Joel Schnell for Ruffedgrouseminnesota.com The drumming counts are in, so what can we expect this grouse season on the ground? The short answer, is the count is down 29% compared to last year (emphasis added). But let’s not get too excited about that number, what does it really mean? For decades now, volunteers have been ...

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Testimonials

  • Aldo Leopold: A Sand County Almanac

    “There are two kinds of hunting: ordinary hunting, and ruffed-grouse hunting… There are two times to hunt in Adams: ordinary times, and when the tamaracks are smoky gold. This is written for those luckless ones who have never stood, gun empty and mouth agape, to watch the golden needles come sifting down, while the feathery rocket that knocked them off sails unscathed into the pines.”

    Aldo Leopold: A Sand County Almanac
  • Tom F. Waters: Timberdoodle Tales, Adventures of a Minnesota Woodcock Hunter

    “The very word October, to most of us inhabiting these northern climes, is evocative of the bracing glories of autumn-colored coverts under the intense blue of northern skies. Shimmering golden coins on aspen branches all too soon drop their mintage to the forest floor; liquid amber tumbles in the cascades of a northern trout stream. These are the Octobers that woodcock hunters remember.”

    Tom F. Waters: Timberdoodle Tales, Adventures of a Minnesota Woodcock Hunter
  • Gordon MacQuarrie: The Gordon MacQuarrie Sporting Treasury

    “He is the original brown bomber. He is the fan-tailed drummer who gets on a down log and beats his short wings in a kettle drum roll. He is the shawl-necked grouse, legs feathered like fur chaps. He is born and mates and lives and dies usually within an area a mile square. He is the gourmet’s delight and the gunner’s Nemesis. He is as American as pumpkin pie and hickory smoked bacon.”

    Gordon MacQuarrie: The Gordon MacQuarrie Sporting Treasury




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