I barely read. I used to write. The only math I do is how birds take flight. How many in a covey. Where a pair might roost. How many miles it might take to get lost. But for the first time I am reading a book about Grouse. To be honest. There is nothing in MY heritage that says grouse hunting is to be done a certain way. There is no persona or code of sport. I’m so far behind. I don’t own a pipe, or a heavy flannel. Or even speak the proper lingo. But I am from Minnesota. And