Got out this morning for a very short jaunt with the boys in some hun country. Very short because my legs gave out twice making the trip a whole mile round trip. Pretty sad. But the good news is that Grady Jumped two different huns playing the wounded game. Each bird did their thing in keeping Grady chasing and away from what I'm sure was young chicks. Both times I recalled the dogs and moved away from the area. Had the chicks (if they were there) been more than ten days old they would have flushed for short a short distance with the adult bird. I've never seen a chukar or hun fake crippled when there were no chicks so I'm pretty sure they were there which adds more confidence that there are lots of late hatches out there.
Fingers still crossed.