We finally got the snow out east that us Chukar hunters were hoping for. Saturday I drove out North of Winnemucca to an area that I have shot a bunch of Huns in the past, with the hope of finding them again. After 2 hours, and no Huns, I changed up my game plan, headed toward the mountain and was able to find some Chukar. Typical to hunting Chukar in fresh snow the birds held really tight and I was able to shoot a limit.
Saturday night it snowed really hard here in Reno. I slept in Sunday morning, intentionally got a late start, and headed to a local area that always produces in the snow. After getting stuck twice I found an alternative way into my hunting spot and began the hike in knee deep snow. I am sure that if I was really committed to hunting for a limit I could have got a one, but I had some nice points, shot four birds, and was happy and content to take my tired legs home.
I had one really memorable moment yesterday. Both dogs where on point in a little canyon down the hill and downwind from me. I walked down, still upwind from them and there where tracks in the snow everywhere going under the shelter of sage brush, all of which looked like little igloos. (This is typical in deep snow as these little igloos under the sage brush provide the easiest access to the ground, for food and shelter.) So, as I am standing there, both dogs on point, birds start to flush from all the little bumps in the snow all around me. I was able to shoot three, but more importantly that vision of a slow flush in the snow was one of the moments in Chukar hunting that you dream about as a Chukar hunter.

Jay