The Utah Tracker: Thunder Chickens 2017

"It is not the critic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat." ---Theodore Roosevelt 1910

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Thunder Chickens 2017

Bron's 1st Tom

Opening morning found us in our blind with birds roosting to our left in the cottonwoods. I called in three big strutting toms and Bron made quick work picking out the one with the longest beard and letting him have it. He used his Great Grandpa Butler's shotgun.