You being a Mainer I'm sure you have seen comical....Up in the North Woods, kids barreling down the road and they see a Grouse. The brakes come on, the dust flies and they jump out and shoot or stand there and yell trying to get the Bird to fly. Back in the car, hit the gas and down the road looking for another opportunity. If you want to call it hunting, it's your hunt. But I do find it comical.
Road hunting in the North woods is standard fare. Those fellas aren't killing grouse though, that's too fancy. They're killing partridge if you ask them. I grew up hunting old grown up apple orchards in Downeast Maine.
