I think I am looking for the wrong grouse. I sleep in a mouse infested trailer and get up an hour before day light to search out these friggin' sage grouse. Then I run into sharpies hanging out in the middle of the road in the afternoons.
I could have smacked this guy with a rock.
Here is another shot of some sharptails dancing on the road.
Sorry Nut, no yellar dog pictures. Don't worry, I still have a few more I haven't posted.
I could have smacked this guy with a rock.

Here is another shot of some sharptails dancing on the road.

Sorry Nut, no yellar dog pictures. Don't worry, I still have a few more I haven't posted.
