I bagged my first grouse today. I can’t believe it took until I was 23, but I got my first of many more. I flushed the bird, winged it, and my buddy’s dog retrieved it from the thick cover. I was pumped, but it wasn’t until later that I realized that was my first grouse ever. Looking back I wish I would have stopped and savored the moment a little more. We ended up tag teaming one more bird, giving us 2 birds for about 3 hours in the woods. Not too bad, considering I could have been stuck inside watching the vikings during that time.
The area we hunted was public land North of Mille Lacs, and it appeared to be heavily hunted. We put in our time, got off the trails, and bagged some birds. Thats what its all about.