Well, I now know why I wasn't finding any. Because they were all at a different spot.
So I went to some other location, and after a long time, came across a spot where I flushed two grouse into the woods. Didn't manage to find either, but I told myself that at least I'd found a spot I could return to. The sun was almost down, so I figured I'd do some target practice so as not to have wasted my time.
Lo and behold, twenty metres away, empty rifle in hand, I spotted a pair of ruffed grouse. They stayed there long enough for me to fumble in my pocket and reload my mag. One scattered, and I got the other with an instant-kill shot, my first ever bag. While searching for its buddy, I spotted a third (or possibly the same one which had dipped), which I got as well.
Unfortunately, I was aiming for a lights-out headshot for this one as well, but I hit its shoulders. I had to wring its neck. Hopefully all the movement after was just spasms, but I want to avoid that in future. Perhaps I should bring a pair of scissors to quickly snip the head off, just in case I whiff the headshot. I don't want the birbs to suffer.
Wasn't prepared for success, so I didn't have a recipe ready. Had some butter chicken mix though, so I made butter grouse.
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