We are driving along the river at the base of rocky canyon walls when we suddenly come to a stop. There is a lone chukar hanging out on the berm, taunting, offering an easy way out. I take it as an omen of events to come because these fast climbing birds will, without a doubt, make you work for it at some point. Seeing this one on the road before the hunting gear is even unpacked can’t be a good sign.
There is a theory among upland hunters that...