8 THE AUDUBON BULLETIN 
On the return, we 
jump a Jacksnipe near 
a pool of casual water. 
It settles again immedi- 
ately. Four deer, look- 
ing ghostly in the half 
light, cross the home- 
steader’s clearing in 
single file. “This has not 
been a good day for 
Ruffed Grouse. We 
have seen only one. On 
other days they have 
been quite numerous and 
have acted in every im- 
aginable way. ‘This in- 
cludes the one that 
flushed ahead of us to 
fly at high speed right at 
our heads, clearing our 
hats by very little. 
So our. constitu- 
tional develops into a 
day of twenty rough 
miles. 
November 1. For 
three or four days now 
there has been snow in 
the air, a leaden sky and 
geese on the wing. We 
have a camera set at the 
otter log, baited in for- 
lorn hope, with a piece 
of fish. Of course, the 
camera at the kill needs 
frequent attention and now the trail to the end of the point has become 
familiar ground. A Bald Eagle sits at ease, looking over the lake, and a 
Sharp-tailed Grouse flies rapidly inland as we appear. “Today there is some 
snow on the ground, but only occasional flakes in the air. Our otter set 
has been sprung, but we cannot tell the cause until the developer starts to 
work. It turns out to be a Bald Eagle. A real prize. 
November 2. A Blue Jay sat upon one of our trip wires and fired 
the flash, resembling very little the hoped-for bobcat. And now our 
troubles begin at the otter set. At 1:55 P. M. we find it untouched. 
Photograph by Tappan Gregory 
A RUFFED GROUSE 
