Monday, May 30, 2011

Looking out my kitchen window


The things you see looking out the window. The photo is poor quality, due to the light and camera, but the deer is real. He was one of four big boys that wandered through. I don't think he was harvested, because I would have heard about one this big!
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Monday, May 23, 2011

Randy's Cool as Gritz


Here's my little Gritzie dog in Wisconsin. What a bird finding sweetheart she was. I say was, because when she was 2 1/2 years old, she developed encephilitis. By the time it was diagnosed and we got her to the Auburn University Vet School, she passed away that night. You never want to lose a bird dog before his time, but this one was a special little dog. I still smile when I see her run.
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Friday, May 13, 2011

Blast from the past!


This picture was taken in 2001 at the Quail Unlimited National Championship in Bronwood, GA. The dog is Bo (Julia's Bocephus) and that's me as the handler. This picture was snapped very close to the gallery right after Bo found his 6th (and winning) bird. I'm not sure who was more focused. Bo is still with me and, as long as he wants to get in the box, he's got a place on my trips.
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Saturday, May 7, 2011

Bo on Arizona Quail


That's some big open country out there- a little on the mystical side..
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Thursday, May 5, 2011

Peaches and the Limit

Peaches and the limit- ND

Sorting through some old dog pictures.... This is Randy's Southern Peach or "Peaches" to those who hunted over the lady. Never flashy, always working, always on game, Peaches was the old, reliable, steady dog that loved her job. She was overshadowed by flashier, faster, and more stylish setters in the kennel, but when push came to shove, Peaches came out of the box and found birds for me. I remember, in Texas, watching her head up a draw in her signature lope. Just before she disappeared around the corner, I noticed just the slightest break in her stride- and then she was gone. After years of watching her work, I knew exactly what I'd find as I stepped around the hill- Peaches had a huge covey of Bob's pinned in a clump of shin oaks. I got a double that time- heck, I was shooting at 30 birds coming up at my feet! Another time, the wind was blowing hard in the panhandle of Texas (really?) and this was pre-Garmin Tracker. She was hunting with a bell and beeper and I could hear neither. I searched the draws and grass and waterholes and, after maybe 10 minutes, I saw the tip of her white tail above the blowing grass. I was filled with respect for this dog as I kicked around for a full minute before the lone, buried up Bobwhite blew out of the tall grass. He dropped and Peaches went after him, located him in the grass and brought him back to hand. She was a good one. There are parts of this country that I have a hard time hunting without a certain dog- all the memories come back as I load the shotgun, check the compass, and leave the truck. "This was Peaches' ditch....", I think to myself......

Teach Someone to Shoot

This is Rhys, from Wales. He was visiting, up from the University of Florida, where he is a student with Elizabeth. He wanted to learn how to shoot a gun. Since I know Elizabeth is a good shot, I figured I'd better teach him- to give him a fighting chance. Son of a gun! I guess better eyes and youth will make a difference. He was a natural!

Take a young person hunting, or take them with you when you run dogs or check your hunting areas. Let's not lose the battle, through complacency, to keep our hunting heritage !
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011

"Working on the chain gang, goin' down, down, down, Workin' on the chain gang.."

More table retriever training!  This is my little Ruby (about 14 mos.) learning about hold and fetch.  It's interesting to me how just altering the sequence in the tiniest degree will have one dog pushing ahead and the front dog lagging behind.  Ruby is now the one lagging.  She was quick to grasp the "hold" command and walk around with the items in her mouth.  Now, she's the one balking at the 'fetch' portion.  Little Cap is forging on ahead with the fetch and is wagging his little stub the whole time!  "Boss, this is great, but when do we get to the real thing?"  Ruby will catch on and happily complete the task at hand, I'm sure....I've got all summer...absolutely no hurry....

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

On the Training Table

I reached an "impasse" during my fetch training with my two pups (11-13 mos. old). I am a big fan of Jim and Phyllis Dobbs' technique and have used it many times.  I had the dogs holding anything I put in their mouths and walking around with it and surrendering it on command. But, now was the time to head them to moving the mouth out and taking what I was putting out there for them.  I'm not a fan of a lot of yelling and unnecessary pain on a dog (re-read "unnecessary"), and these are my future dogs, so I was a little apprehensive about where to go next.  The would just clam up when I put the buck on their lips.

I went to the TriTronics website and found their Forum.  I ended up getting some very good advice off the forum and I encourage anyone with training issues to give it a shot. I also read through several posts about upland hunting around the country and was especially intrigued about bird hunting in Alaska, of all places!  Did you know their season is 9 months long?  Give it a look! http://forums.tritronics.com/

Look out pups, here we go again!  They will be ready for next year with some fine retrieves, I'm sure!

Cap at 8 months in NM

Friday, April 22, 2011

It's force-fetch time!

Cap on Table with Bird
It's a long summer and I have plenty of time to do this, so, here we go! Here's my pup, Cap, about 11 mos. old, on the training table.  He is really taking right to the training, which surprises me.  My other pup, Ruby, is much more tentative. Of course, that is the personality difference between them, too.  I'm pretty sure she won't be quilled or skunked next year, either.  Cap, on the other hand,.......well, he's got a little of that "ready, shoot, aim" mentality.  I'd lay odds, he'll jump in on a skunk in a heartbeat. It's a good thing I keep pliers and antibiotics on hand for the porcupines and the skunk elixir ready to go (hydrogen Peroxide, baking soda and dish soap).  

Well, back to the table.....

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Pet Cemetery

Shuga
Well, we lost another family pet.  This time, it was our little West Highland White Terrier, daughter of Angus of West Georgia fame.  Shuga (southern for "sugar") was an anti-social, territorial, opinionated, little terrier (or "terror" to many a kid that made the mistake of pulling her tail).  Most of all, she was really loved by the family.  Yeah, we had to bury her today after a bout of cancer.  That's three holes in the pet cemetery in six months!  Do you have a pet/dog cemetery?  Ours is in a stand of old pines in one of the pastures.  Lots of memories out there.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

OK...Chukar...

The one major game bird in this country I have not had occasion to meet- Mr. Chukar.  Last year, I hunted Idaho for a few days and did not do the proper pre-mission intel search.  I ended up leaving early and putting the dogs back on Huns and Sharps in  Montana for a few days before heading back to Georgia.  This year, I'd like to take another stab at them.  Snake River valley, is what they say. Vertical, rough, dry, and cold- perfect! I'm ready and so are my dogs, but I'm not getting any younger (or thinner), and the time to strike is this season- late September! Anyone have any suggestions as to where to drop the tailgate?  I don't need the street and mailbox address- just a place to start looking.  Heck, half the fun is the search, isn't it?

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Thinking about a "Paws on the Ground, Birds in the Bag" Seminar...

I've had some interest in a seminar for the non-hunter who'd like to learn a little about how to go about planning and executing a bird hunting trip.  The perfect attendee would be a pointing dog person (man or woman) with the time, inclination and where-with-all to take a week or so and go on a bird hunt; but they've never done it.  We would cover planning tips, equipment, dog care, species specific hunting techniques, navigation, etc. We'd spend a lot of time in questions and answers, how-to's, and some what-not-to-do's.   
My intention is to spread the word about bird hunting and the value of an outdoor sport in our society.  Is there a place for  a seminar like this?

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Another fine dog is a memory....

7XNSTRA Ch. Quail Valley Trooper

Trooper and Jeffrey Keck

On the first of August, 2001, a little male pup made his way into the light and started pushing through his siblings to the warmth and protection of his mama. He was all squeal and push and mouth- and he was not to be denied the nipple. Not long after that day, Jeffery Keck picked that little guy up, smelled his puppy breath, looked him in the eye and told him, “I’m going to call you “Trooper”. And I’m going to put every bit of dog training knowledge I have in to you. That’s my job. Your job is to find birds. What do you say, Trooper? You got what it takes?”  

Three years and two months later, Trooper finished his first championship. Not many years later, he had seven championships, won everything in the Georgia Region and was second high point dog in the nation. It was a given for many years: If Trooper was running, we were all competing for second place.  

I remember watching Jeffery and Keith Howard working with Trooper in the back pasture. Lots of birds planted, voice commands, retrieving practice- most of all, lots of fun, grins and admiration and respect. I had a friend one time mention how I must really like the dog I was working at the time. I asked why he said so, and he said he could tell by the way my face lit up when I watched her run. Jeffery’s face lit up that way every time he worked or ran Trooper.  

I don’t need to tell a bird dog man about the bond that develops between man and his dog. It’s strong, deep and real. It’s about trust and hard work and not quitting- for either dog or man. The man sees a partner, a friend and an animal that trusts him to do the right thing- to care for him, feed him, train him and protect him. The dog simply looks at the man and sees his purpose for putting paws on the ground- to please this man. And he’ll do it every time he’s asked. The dog looks at the man and sees his god. For too short of time, we have our dogs. From pushing to the tit, to standing tall in the grass, to hobbling from the box one last time, they love us unconditionally until it’s their time to be a memory.


Quail Valley Trooper was put in the ground March 29, 2011. He ran his last field trial March 18, 2011. He gave his last run exactly what he gave his first run. I know because I was there to see it- I was his bracemate.  Trooper gave it all he had.

Trooper


Sunday, March 20, 2011

Season Officially Over

Randy and Ace at GA Championships

Seeing as how tomorrow is the 1st day of Spring and state NSTRA Championships are over, too, I guess I'll have to concede that my bird dog season is over.  

Ace did the best he could and made it past the first day.  On his first run of the second day came up somewhat short.  Not by much, but it only takes a point. While the top six dogs of the second day prepared to run again, we said our goodbyes and eased on down the road. 

It's time to work on the pups (Ruby and Cap), get them on to some birds, firm up their retrieving on freshly shot birds. Both the little guys have a lot of potential, an I'm excited already about my September trip to Montana with 3 broke dogs!  It's been a while since I've been in that situation.  

Well, I'm heading to dust off the lawn mower....

I wonder when fly fishing season starts out west..?

Thursday, March 17, 2011

At Loose Ends....

Seasons are closed, it's warming up down South, and all the bubba's down here are psyched up for Turkey season.  I confess, I have my decoys ready to go, the camo hanging the barn room, the shotgun choked full with #6 shot and the turkey call set up.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Georgia Region NSTRA Championships This Weekend

For those not associated with NSTRA, every year each region (there are a bunch- 27?) has a final trial to determine a champion.  To be in the final trial, a dog must already be a NSTRA Champion or have placed in a field trial (1-3) in that region during that trial year.  So, you can see, every time you run a dog, you will be running against a proven winner.  The GA Region trial will be at 4-Star Plantation, outside of Elberton, GA starting at 0730 Saturday morning.  My dog is ready and so am I.  Since even the best dog in the world still needs that 15% luck, we are hoping to get a dash of that and perhaps make a run of it.  I do know that a few dogs in the region have really been getting better with every trial and they are on a roll.  They will be peaked and ready to rumble! Well, whatever happens, it will be a fun weekend and a fitting way to end the trial year.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Kawasaki Mule

My Mule
I resisted for a long time getting an UTV, or whatever they call these things.  I have friends that take these things out west with them and hunt off of them. They have the bigger models with two bench seats, enclosed with heaters, dog boxes and everything is first class!  I'm not to that point, yet, but I did want one to run around the farm, road dogs, etc.  I got a lot of support from the ball and chain on this, too, which surprised me.  She loves the Mule.  I highly recommend the roof and windscreen, too.  Now, some add-ons I need to get:  gun-rack, dog boxes for back, cooler holder for cold beverages.....what else?

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

I found this picture....

It really makes me shake my head how I can lose something so easily! Two things I've lost that are valuable in dollars and sentiment.  One is my boyhood pistol.  I can't find it and it's driving me nuts.  I know it's around here somewhere...the other is my "new" FindMeSpot locater device (OK, no jokes now!).  This is my second one- the first one, I think, is laying in a rest area parking lot in Montana. Anyway, while rooting through my office, I came upon this print of Bo, my old setter, on the day he won the 2001 Quail Unlimited National Championship in Bronwood, GA. Old Bo is still with me- a little arthritic and somewhat slower- but he's still got game...

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

My Feed

I posted a while back about dog food and how I was having a dickens of a time trying to figure out what was best for my dog. I only have 3 working dogs (all Brits) so I'm not feeding a huge kennel of dogs.  That being said, I can afford what it takes to make sure they get what they need.  After much study and reading and opinion seeking, I've come to the conclusion that dogs need meat and some veggies.  Corn, they can do without and I noticed that some feeds the first ingredient it corn or corn meal, etc. I found that the best feeds (and most expensive, by the way) have meat or fish in 3-5 of the first 5 ingredients listed and always in the first two or three. Some have chicken innards, lamb meal, lamb, salmon, fish meal, beef, beef meal, etc.  You get the picture.  Right now I'm feeding Purina Pro Plan mixed with Mulligan Stew (from Jackson Hole, WY) and a 1/2 cup of  Bil-Jac. I am slowly changing the mixture to all Mulligan Stew and Bil-Jac. (I use the frozen Bil-Jac and give them 1/2 cup on top of the Mulligan Stew.)  For my 50# Brit, Ace, I feed him three cups per day of the mixture. My two smaller Brits 35-40#, they get 2 1/2 cups per day. After roading and training, they are thriving on the stuff and tear up the feed.  Their coats are shiny and smooth.  I will continue watching them, of course, and will note any problems for future posts.