I still haven’t decided whether I’ll spend some time after sage grouse this weekend. In Colorado, in North Park (up along the Wyoming border, around Walden) the season is pretty much one weekend. But these are big, fast, tough birds, and I’d like to hunt them, although I understand attempting this without a dog can be a real challenge. Open-country birds will often run instead of flying, and that can mean running after them. But my Citori stuffed with some high-brass #5 loads I have should reach a ways to bring down a big sage grouse. It might be fun. We’ll see.
On To the Links!
High intensity physical activity in early adolescence could lead to stronger bones in adulthood. Hell yeah – try throwing around hay bales when you’re twelve.
Are Democrats planning a coup? Well, I’d advise them to bring guns. They’re gonna need ’em.
Again with California: Rules for thee, not for me.
And again: Seriously, what the hell, California?
This Week’s Idiots:
Her Imperial Majesty Hillary I, Dowager Empress of Chappaqua, gives a staggeringly idiotic interview. Seriously, why does anyone talk to this old drunk any more?
In an egregious act of idiocy, the Mayor of San Francisco lays down covering fire for Queen Nancy.
I don’t really have anything to add, so here is a particularly non-PC piece of rock&roll history; from Martin Scorsese’s The Last Waltz, here is The Band with the wonderful The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down. If this song offends any Marxist revolutionaries, I cordially invite them to go fuck themselves.