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Now the season is 100% definitely over. Only 6 1/2 months to go and we'll be back on the road to Montana, Idaho, Oregon and points birdy. The dogs are ready and so am I.
The truck box is coming along, with plans to assemble and then coat it again with a truck bed liner type material to enhance the water resistance and wear resistance. More as we move along on that one!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Working on Truck Vault
Glen Bahde and I are building sliding drawers for use in our respective trucks. He has a 2012 Chevy 1500 and I am piloting a 2001 Ford F-250. Turns out the beds are the same general measurements so it's all good. Glen's father is a woodworker and is doing the actual building. Shown above is the application of 3 or more coats of spar urethane to all components for durability. The plywood is marine grade 3/4" and the drawers are poplar. The finished product will be coated with another product to enhance resistance to wear and abrasion. Stay tuned as we assemble this thing!
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Bird Dogs and Fly Fishing
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Summer Doldrums Already
Already the summer is dragging on. Cutting grass has already started! I'm working through pictures of this season. Maybe I need to not do this. Trial season is over, too. It's a sad thing to see bird dogs after the season is closed.
Ruby is just now coming out of heat. It's been 17 days since I first saw her spotting. I think I'll give it another week and then do the "stud dog" test on her to make sure she's back up. I really wanted another puppy or two out of Ace, but I figured it would be nice to go a whole season with three solid broke dogs. Now, I may be getting "no breeding remorse". Well, it's a done deal now. Might as well just look forward.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Memories of the Hunt
Monday, March 19, 2012
|Ace (with me) and Cap (foreground)|
The Region Championship went very well. My Cap puppy just missed the cut when the judge would not allow his "back" for a score. He thought I "whoa-ed" him in to the back, and when I told him I absolutely did not say anything or intimidate him, it fell on deaf ears. Oh well, it's not as if I never made a bad call and you got to call 'em like you see 'em.... so we moved on with Ace. The final 16 dogs started with cool, light rain which quit for clear, blue skies and 85 degrees. Our time to run was well after the rain moved off and we did the best we could. I couldn't be more proud of my dog. We pulled up a little shy of the cut for final 6. It was a great trial with lots of dog critigues, hunting stories, history re-visited, leaning on tailgates and laughing until the tears rolled. As we were leaving, I leaned over and whispered into the old Ball and Chain's ear, "Honey, only 6 mos. to bird season!". "You are a sick puppy", she retorted. Yep.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
|The Old Ball and Chain and Cap|
Apparently, the old Ball and Chain reads Facebook. Also, apparently, my blog links to Facebook. So, to put this in a nutshell, I was greeted with "You're going on a long trip?" as I walked through the front door. That's when I managed to use my 6 seconds of remaining life to explain that this was going to be on my 65th birthday (3 seasons hence) and she was integral in the planning and execution of said trip. Also, I might have mentioned (things get hazy here as I could feel my life force evaporating in the laser glare of my lovely wife) about the motor home and living accomodations, her flying home to check things out occasionally, etc. It may have appeared, to the untrained eye, that I was babbling and trying to save my skin, but my coherent and cogent statement of facts enabled me to escape....er...leave, with some sort of dignity. Whew! That, my friends, was a close one.
Monday, March 5, 2012
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