Well, maybe not quite ancient, but it is tradition!

Since my son could walk, we have headed out Sept 1 every year chasing grouse. He's been with me even before he carried a gun and since he was 10, with a gun.

It was 26 degrees F when we left, brisk and beautiful. We walked the creekbeds across the river from my place and had a good time.

We both got a couple.

Heard a lot more!