Musings on bird-dogs, training, upland birds, upland hunting, and life in the middle years
"Sometimes, wild bird hunting is just a walk in the woods with dogs and friends." - Chip Hidinger
This past weekend, my friend and colleague, Justin, invited me, Lincoln's and my training mentor, Chip, and Chip's awesome French Britts to go exploring in his native land in West Virginia for some late season grouse hunting ...
Read MoreToday seems an appropriate time to offer thanks for both my and Lincoln's initiation into hunting over the past few weeks. We each crossed the threshold separately, each becoming acquainted with the act of taking prey in the company of friends. I’ll take these chronologically and detail first my own introduction, the first weekend of this month and will save the detail of Lincoln's for a subsequent post ...
Read MoreWhile I'm now weathering the vicissitudes of aging into my mid-forties, with at least some of the attendant nascent wisdom and identity-churning insanity that mark those middle years for many, over the past year I have been quickly evolving into a brand new upland bird hunter. Scratch that, I will most likely be a future upland bird hunter. It must be stated that I haven't yet actually pulled a trigger to bring down a bird. However, I am a new (and first-time) dog owner. Just under a year ...
Read More