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A Crawfish Boil in Minnesota

A Crawfish Boil in Minnesota

By Joel Schnell May 17, 2015 What’s a crawfish boil got to do with Minnesota’s sporting life? Think about the timing of smelt netting, sucker runs, panfish on beds, fish fry. Morels, wild asparagus, blueberries ready for picking. Ask a Minnesota grouse hunter when and where these seasonal harvests happen, and he may likely know- ...

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Grouse Hunter’s Tech: Boots

Grouse Hunter’s Tech: Boots

By Joel Schnell May 7, 2015 Nothing beats a good, worn-in pair of boots for grouse hunting. With miles to go before our hunt is over, my dogs are going to be tired. It’s a wet, rocky, muddy route to find old Mister Ruff so you need to take care of your feet. Your boots ...

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Planting Highbush Cranberry for Grouse

Planting Highbush Cranberry for Grouse

By Joel Schnell April 13, 2015 If there’s one consistent magnet for ruffed grouse in my covers, it’s high bush cranberry, (Viburnum trilobum). Not related to the cranberry people eat, but a bush that generates fruit all manner of birds love, even into winter. I’ve found a few natural groves of high bush cranberry, and ...

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Testimonials

  • Aldo Leopold: A Sand County Almanac

    “There are two kinds of hunting: ordinary hunting, and ruffed-grouse hunting… There are two times to hunt in Adams: ordinary times, and when the tamaracks are smoky gold. This is written for those luckless ones who have never stood, gun empty and mouth agape, to watch the golden needles come sifting down, while the feathery rocket that knocked them off sails unscathed into the pines.”

    Aldo Leopold: A Sand County Almanac
  • Tom F. Waters: Timberdoodle Tales, Adventures of a Minnesota Woodcock Hunter

    “The very word October, to most of us inhabiting these northern climes, is evocative of the bracing glories of autumn-colored coverts under the intense blue of northern skies. Shimmering golden coins on aspen branches all too soon drop their mintage to the forest floor; liquid amber tumbles in the cascades of a northern trout stream. These are the Octobers that woodcock hunters remember.”

    Tom F. Waters: Timberdoodle Tales, Adventures of a Minnesota Woodcock Hunter
  • Gordon MacQuarrie: The Gordon MacQuarrie Sporting Treasury

    “He is the original brown bomber. He is the fan-tailed drummer who gets on a down log and beats his short wings in a kettle drum roll. He is the shawl-necked grouse, legs feathered like fur chaps. He is born and mates and lives and dies usually within an area a mile square. He is the gourmet’s delight and the gunner’s Nemesis. He is as American as pumpkin pie and hickory smoked bacon.”

    Gordon MacQuarrie: The Gordon MacQuarrie Sporting Treasury


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