Our Outdoors: Scout Out the Drought

Early last fall, as I rolled up over the hill with my buddy behind me, closing out the two-truck caravan in our grouse hunt, I was a bit dismayed to see the stretch of public-access grass from yellow sign to yellow sign completely hayed. While it wasn’t a big blow to our day, as we each had a couple sharpies in our bags, it did come as a bit of a surprise. We walked a small swale, which had been s...