A work in progress Well, I've been working with Peat on retrieving nearly each day for the past couple of weeks. I got him to the point where he'd retrieve the bumper (with chukar wings duct taped to it) without any assistance from the check cord. Then I got him to do it without the …
Peat’s Last Hunt
Peat in jail Knowing I shouldn't be taking Peat hunting until he's "ready," I took him anyway. He'd demonstrated some troubling tendencies that needed to be dealt with: obviously, running off with stolen birds, but also busting and chasing birds, and appearing on the cusp of learning the joys of hunting for himself. My first …
A Very Good Day
Habitat After last week's lament on discovering I was shooting cross-dominant, I went out and shot three doubles on beautiful points by both Angus and Peat. On each one I got the end of the barrel on the bird and a little voice said, "It will fall." And it did. The only misses I made …
Hallowee!
Yeah, rain! Had a great weekend hunting in Hell's Canyon. Lots of birds, lots of greenup, gorgeous fall colors, plenty of dog action, good friends, warm-ish weather. Yes. The first point I'd seen from Angus in weeks and weeks yielded a nice covey of chukar rising from bunch grass, just 30 minutes into the first …
Looking for birds in all the wrong places
Thirsty Boy One of the things I most like about chukar hunting is that it provides endless chances for me to set new standards of idiocy, to epitomize increasingly precise definitions of moron, and to share these achievements as perhaps some kind of penance or verbal self-flagellation in the hope that I might one day …
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