Best laid plans

At least the dogs didn’t get thirsty.

I had big plans for the opening of pheasant season. The creekbottom where I’d been hunting sharptail grouse since the first of September was thick with roosters. Some friends were coming up for the weekend and that’s where I was planning to take them for the opener. On the second day of the season we had permission to hunt a piece of prime block management land.

But you know what they say about the best laid plans.

It started raining Monday and didn’t quit until Thursday when it turned to snow. By then much of the country was under water includ...