"Chalk, chalk, chalk, chalk" I softly made the soft, sweet sounds of a hopefully good looking hen. Grabbing my hat to mimic this gorgeous female flying down I had high hopes this bearded ninja would give up his location soon. Sure enough, halfway through performing my fly down like a conductor orchestrating his symphony, the ridge above me erupted! Not only was my bearded friend here again this morning, but he had a few buddies with him.
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