Have pretty much talked myself into accepting an invitation to hunt NW Wisconsin, just south of Lake Superior. A friend has a house up there, and has been pushing for me to come up.
Dunno. Mick, the new, used, dog is a Springer. I'd be more confident if I had one of my late, great wirehairs. Also hearing about the gazillions of ticks makes my skin crawl a bit, and I worry about the dog. I'm using all the preventative meds, but....
That said, I've only gotten...maybe...8 or 9 grouse down where I am, over the 24 years I've been here. Just not the right habitat...well, that, and (I SWEAR) there were two grouse who would wait for me to come up on the junk-treed ditch they lived in, and watch for me to look the other way. Then one would launch out, and I'd carefully fire behind it, two times. As I reloaded the shotgun, the second bird would fly out.
Happened at least five times. I never learned.
Maybe I'll go. Time's passing and well...time's passing.