I also enjoy seeing the artistry in the snow from the tail feathers as roosters and hen land. One hunt in Nebraska had a decent amount of snow and my britt went on point, but nothing there but a little hole the size of a softball, I peeked in and saw a couple quail huddle in there. They started to flush and it was like shooting trap, in all 6 birds came out of the hole. I did harvest two and watched the others dive back into the snow. Now it just get startled in the woods with grouse busting out of their snow roost, love the snow in manageable depths.