I went up to Hatchers yesterday and saw lots of bird tracks but didn't have a gun, so today I went back and the weather was beautiful and I had my pistol. Tracks were all over and I finally flushed some willow ptarmigan but didn't get a shot even on the second try. Cruised around about three hours till I found four white-tailed birds hiding up high under the snow. They flew a little way and I took two with headshots. By the time I gathered the two and enjoyed the moment(bird fever), one of the two had already buried himself so only his head was showing as he watched me go by.