Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Chasing the Wiley Thunder Chicken!

Daylight in the swamp

Self portrait

Friends in the hunt

Thunder Chicken (Ruffed Grouse)

My Grandfathers "Boomstick"  Browning A5 Belgian, 1940's era
Here are a few quick shots from my weekend up in the Bigfork, MN area at the family cabin.  I have hunted up in this area since I was a kid.  The cabin has been in the family since the early 1930's and someday when I get a chance I will post some shots of that place in general.  It is like a museum of family history from generation to generation.  Truly a treasure.  I started riding my bike to hunt the forest roads in the Chippewa National Forest a few years ago.  I have come to the conclusion that hunting for me is all about exploration, tradition and remembrance.  While I cruise through the forest I see places that my grandfather used to hunt, some of it truly unchanged, some of it completely changed.  When I return to the cabin I see old photos of the 1940's and 50's of the exact places I had just been.  I gives me solace to realize that there is such deep family history there, that some things in the this world have been somewhat consistent.  When I do run into a Grouse it is usually a funky tap dance of reaction, usually the Grouse wins but some nights I eat pretty well, especially this season.  This trip while riding one of the endless forest roads up there I did an out and back.  On my return I was watching my tire tracks when I noticed a disturbed area with a lot of Wolf Tracks, turns out that two or three wolves had been tracking me for most of the ride then bolted when I turned around.  Their tracks mimicked mine for nearly three miles....


samh said...

Love the Boomstick / Derailleur photo. 'Course the other ones are pretty sweet too.

I forwarded this along to a friend who hunts with his Big Dummy as I think he'll appreciate the cycling/hunting combo presented here.

Greg said...

Awesome pics and I love the words. That is really wild about the wolves following you.

Hope you're well!

Eric said...

Nice photos. As a northwoods-raised now Great Plains bird hunter, lugged around the A5 artillery for years but retired it last year for an ultralight 20 gauge. My arms feel better just typing this..