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Author: Grinnell-1925
Location: Lassen Section (Brokeoff Mt.)
Date: June 17, 1925
Page Number: 2475

made her startling appearance, running about on the
ground, fanning her tail, and yelling and clucking, a
male up the hillside high in some tree, began to "boont",
and he's kept it up ever since. Later - the hen
still clucks up in her tree, and the male "boonts" but
offers his succor. We've looked and looked, but no chick
can we find; they are all "(unknown2)" and lying low.
4:50 p.m. - Just had another encounter with a female
Sierra Grouse. This time she was only about 12 feet from
us, before we saw her, squatting in the middle of the trail.
She was flattened out, brooding; and she kept her pose
for fully a minute eyeing us intently. Then she abruptly sprung
up in flight, immediately dropped to the ground farther
along the trail, and pushed herself, breast to ground and
wings quivering, around the corner out of sight,
meanwhile giving only a low clucking. As she
first sprung from the trail, she literally knocked the
young from her; that is, they were scattered out over a
couple of square feet; but each instantly froze, and
stayed immobile. From where we stand we could count
five, but later when they ran, seven showed up: even
tho on bare open ground two had escaped our scrutiny.
Meanwhile, the old bird circled back thru the brush
to one side of the trail, and at at an apparent signal from
her (she was giving various low notes) all the youngsters
with one accord up and ran into the brush in
her direction. I was able to secure one before all had vanished.
Immediately the old bird flew to a distance and lit in a

Author: Grinnell-1925
Location: Lassen Section (Brokeoff Mt.)
Date: June 17, 1925
Page Number: 2475

made her startling appearance, running about on the
ground, fanning her tail, and yelling and clucking, a
male up the hillside high in some tree, began to "boont",
and he's kept it up ever since. Later - the hen
still clucks up in her tree, and the male "boonts" but
offers his succor (?). We've looked and looked, but no chick
can we find; they are all "(unknown2)" and lying low.
4:50 p.m. - Just had another encounter with a female
Sierra Grouse. This time she was only about 12 feet from
us, before we saw her, squatting in the middle of the trail.
She was flattened out, brooding; and she kept her pose
for fully a minute eyeing us intently. Then she abruptly sprung
up in flight, immediately dropped to the ground farther
along the trail, and pushed herself, breast to ground and
wings quivering, around the corner out of sight,
meanwhile giving only a low clucking. As she
first sprung from the trail, she literally knocked the
young from her; that is, they were scattered out over a
couple of square feet; but each instantly froze, and
stayed immobile. From where we stand we could count
five, but later when they ran, seven showed up: even
tho on bare open ground two had escaped our scrutiny.
Meanwhile, the old bird circled back thru the brush
to one side of the trail, and at at an apparent signal from
her (she was giving various low notes) all the youngsters
with one accord up and ran into the brush in
her direction. I was able to secure one before all had vanished.
Immediately the old bird flew to a distance and lit in a