|Typical fall day on North Dakota prairie|
|My pup, Bandit, and his limit of Sharptail Grouse.|
My little niche, of course, is in the harvesting of game birds and using the genetic make-up of bird dogs to facilitate that. Granted, I lean more toward the dog aspect, and, in fact, I'm not much of a meat eater, but the sport is valid and deserves to be promoted and preserved.
|The Old Ball and Chain and her first bird on a covey rise!|
To do that, we need to take someone hunting and make it the most pleasant and pleasing experience we can. We need to show them the effort that goes in to harvesting game birds- the respect shown to the birds, the land and the dogs. The traditions of hunting with bird dogs, the unwritten rules, the courtesies. I'm convinced once they are introduced properly, many will become lifelong proponents of our great sport and, who knows, maybe they will grow up to be a hobo-hunter, too.
|My pup, Gritz, and her first Woodcock.|
Tomorrow, I have the opportunity to take a young man hunting quail. He's eager and ready to go! He's completed the Hunter Safety Course, he shoots well and he likes to hear about not only the how's of bird hunting, but also the why's. (Full Disclosure: He's my future son-in-law. Perhaps that contributes to his eagerness?) Sponsored by uplanders.com, we will hunt quail tomorrow on an 8000 ac. plantation owned by the State of Georgia and managed exclusively for Bobwhite Quail. I am looking forward to hunting a full day with the young man (perhaps imparting a little wisdom) on land that looks like it did back when the huge quail plantations were all over Georgia.