Sunday morning, guys in full camo gear with guns were driving out of the park on ATVs. Seems like that weekend was the opening of chukar season. A chukar is a game bird. Per http://www.winnemucca.nv.us, Winnemucca is the "Chukar Capital of the Country." The web site goes on to says that's because of a long chukar hunting season and liberal bag limits, plus the area duplicates "the original chukar habitat of India, Pakistan and Afghanistan, the birds’ native countries. Only here will you find the steep, rugged canyons with talus slopes and rocky outcrops that provide a perfect hideout for the birds. When it comes to chukar hunting -- real men’s chukar hunting -- no place does it up better than Winnemucca."
I read that last sentence to Jim and he said "C'mom, it's a little bird and you've got a gun."
|A chukar (on the right) courtesy of Wikipedia. Too cute to shoot, I think.|
Our Wells one-nighter was at the New Angel Lake RV Park. It had welcoming managers, clean bathrooms, etc. etc., so it was a decent place for a stop and go. We watched TV, read, slept, and tried to recover a bit from colds we've both picked up.
This morning we left Wells for home and got here about 2 p.m. We pulled into a parking lot near Holladay City Hall (Holladay is the name of the SLC suburb we live in) and unhooked the tow car from the rig. I told Jim I'd follow him home in the tow car. After about a half a mile, he stopped and motioned me -- his usually-right-beside-him navigator -- to drive up to the rig. "I made a wrong turn," he said. We drove nearly 7,000 miles this leg, and his only wrong turn happened a half mile from our house.
|Somewhere in eastern Nevada we finally got near the mountains that previously were in the distance. In the foreground is sage in bloom. In the mountains are yellow-leafed aspens.|
|Our first glimpse of Salt Lake in nearly four months.|