Think for a minute on what a person would have to do in order to capture an image of a Ruffed Grouse out in the wild. Now try to imagine sneaking up on a Grouse as it is perched on it's drumming log during the peak of spring. Wet, muddy, wood ticks and sharp sticks that seem to have a way of poking you in some very tender spots. This is the stuff that makes wildlife photography so much fun. I have dreamt of capturing an image of a drumming Ruffed Grouse for many years...this weekend my dream came true. To me it was worth crawling through the woods with camera in tow as I slowly inched my way towards the sound of those drumming wings. For a moment I thought maybe I had spooked the bird off of it's log, but as I sat there motionless, I suddenly caught a glimpse of subtle movement out of the corner of my eye...there he was, slowly strutting along an old moss covered log underneath some small Balsam trees. Suddenly...Thump, thump, thump, he started drumming his wings in an ever faster tempo. I once read about a researcher who discovered that the grouse beat their wings the exact same number of beats every time. How cool is that? After an hour or so, the grouse finally hopped of his log and disappeared. As I returned to my truck, I heard him start drumming again. A great afternoon in the woods!