Category: The Human Condition

  • Haris

    Haris

    Haris Papadopoulos, Molly, and some evidence of a good day’s chukar hunting on Cyprus

    Haris Papadopoulos contacted me through another blog of mine about two years ago with some questions about our dogs and the Brittany breed in general. He lives in Cyprus. We’ve been in touch since then, and just a few days ago he sent a report on his chukar hunting season with some photos of his young Brittany, Molly, himself, and the terrain where he hunts. He agreed to let me share his information on this blog, and even agreed to let me interview him via email. I am very grateful to him for the time he took to write responses to my questions, especially since English isn’t his first language. I can’t say enough about how wonderful it is to connect with strangers like Haris through a shared passion for bird dogs, pursuing challenging game, and the indescribable effects it all has on us. Here are my questions and Haris’s responses, which I’ve only lightly edited. Enjoy.

    Please tell us about yourself: where you live, what you do for a living, where you grew up, and how you became interested in bird hunting.

    I live in Cyprus, an island in the Mediterranean Sea. My hometown is Famagusta but most of my life I have lived in Limassol. I used to travel a lot because I was a professional athlete (sailor), and for 9 years I was living in Athens so I could do my preparation and have easier access to central Europe for regattas. I studied sports management but due to the fact that we own a family transportation business, I decided to help my father keep the company. Our clients travel from all over the world to visit Cyprus for summer. So, as you might understand during holiday season, I am really busy.

    My family, grandpa, father, uncles, and cousins from the day I can remember, we were hunting together during chukar season. I even remember my first bird. Oh, that sound, when chukar leave the ground… All the magic is to see the chukar going up…  Every time, after so many years, it feels the same!

    So, as a kid I could spend time with my father only when we were hunting, and actually now, as a grown-up, I feel blessed that I took these first steps with him. He taught me not only how to hunt but also the ethics behind hunting. Even though I still go hunting with my family, when we leave the car and take the dogs out, everybody hunts alone. This way the odds are in favor of the birds.

    Molly surveys the chukar terrain on Cyprus

    Please talk about chukar hunting in Cyprus, what licensing and regulations are like there, if chukar hunting is popular, and what the terrain is like. 

    First of all, in Cyprus there is no such thing as a private guide to offer hunting experiences or trips. Licenses are under public control. Every year they publish a map and you can check the areas you can go for hunting. To be allowed to get a license you have to be at least 18 years old and pass a written exam. You are allowed to hunt only with over-under or side-by-side shotguns which means only two shots. The quota for chukar is 4 birds per hunting day. You are allowed to start hunting as soon as the sun goes up and stop as soon as the sun goes down… Approximately (during chukar season) this means between 6:15 am until 4:50 pm. Before and after these hours your gun has to be packed and inside the car.

    Chukar season opens the first Sunday of November and ends last Sunday of December. We are only allowed on Wednesdays and Sundays, so approximately we get 17 hunting days with our dogs. I know it is not a lot but Cyprus is so small that if they allow more hunting days, the population of chukar, which is already decreasing, will completely disappear. But at least we can exercise our dogs from 15 July until end February, but I personally stop before chukar start to mate.

    Chukar hunting is very popular in Cyprus. Our population is 1.2 million, and last year we issued 44 thousand licenses.  But hunting chukars needs strong legs, big lungs and good working dogs. Usually you can see hunters around the first 4-5 hunting days when it is easier to locate the birds. After that, especially on Wednesdays, I don’t see a single hunter up the mountain.

    The landscape is very similar to the one you are hunting. Rocky and low vegetation. Some Cypriot hunters prefer the woods, but I believe that is not chukar’s favorite. Through your videos I would say that the Hells Canyon landscape is very similar to the one I hunt.

    Mixed bag!

    Do you hunt other types of birds in addition to chukar (I noticed a woodcock in one of your photos)?

    My heart beats only for chukar. BUT… There is a very big but here. Unfortunately, as I mentioned before, the chukar population on Cyprus is decreasing. Also, I believe the quota per hunting day of 4 birds is too high. So, even though I could spend all hunting season chasing chukars, I don’t. Some of my hunting days I spend on woodcocks. I do like woodcock hunting, different landscape, different conditions but if I had to choose, I could hunt chukars for the rest of my life.

    Molly as a puppy

    Please describe your relationship with bird dogs; did you grow up having bird dogs? 

    It’s not just a relationship. I can’t really find the words to say it. Dogs were always part of my family. At the beginning of this interview I mentioned that from the first day I remember, I was hunting. Same for bird dogs. My father always hunted with English pointers. He really loved them. I found some books, when the Internet was not even a thought, that showed he was ordering his dogs from British breeders. Our first pointer came to Cyprus 1978, before I was even born. So, as a kid we always had a dog around.

    Molly in her second season

    Please describe your interest in the Brittany breed.

    Two years ago, after I came back from Greece, I really wanted to get my first bird dog. The one I will grow and train. At that time I really felt like a teenager. My father insisted I get an English pointer because they are the best, and bluh bluh bluh… You understand what I am saying. I really wanted to prove him wrong!  One day at work, during my lunch break, I was watching some YouTube videos and noticed “Thanksgiving Partridge Hunt 2016.” As soon as I clicked on the video, the first thing I saw was Peat on point. After 21 seconds, I pushed the chair back and thought, Wow!  All these years and I didn’t even know that Brits exist?  I started watching one video after the other and I got really addicted. That was it, I contacted Bob to get some advice and I remember his words: “Get a Brit and just show it Love.”

    Please describe how you trained Molly, what was challenging about training her, and how often you and she hunt together.

    First thing, we learned the basics: sit and stay, ok, and give hand because I liked it. She was a bit nervous on wait, but I thought, she is still a pup, she will learn.

    Molly is almost 2, so I had my first full season with her this year. Last year, when she was a pup, I was taking her with me for hunting or exercise to become familiar with the field, get the smells, and overcome any fears she might have.

    Oh, god! The first year I thought I’d made a terrible mistake. She was so nervous, so anxious and I thought that I got a flushing dog instead of a pointing dog. I read so many books and thought I tried everything. I remember one day I planted a quail and I had her on leash. As soon as she got the smell she was trying so hard to flush it that she was crying… That day I said, Ok, I have to email Bob again for some advice. Indeed, he was right: she was just young and passionate. We finished the first season without a single point. We went back to the training field all January until mid-February… We were sleeping together, eating together, watching movies together, and sharing the same passion together. But we were missing that point.

    I will never forget 12 February 2018. 6:53 am. First point on chukar! I got on my knees, took her in my arms and started crying. Before my eyes, my baby girl was growing up.

    From that day everything changed. We started our training sessions mid-July for this season. Was very hot, but we didn’t stay out for long. Maximum 1 hour because with more than 30 degrees Celsius [86 Fahrenheit], she was not able to stay for more. A hunting day can last 8 hours if we don’t hit the quota early in the morning, so she has to be well prepared for this. One hour during summer could easily be 4 hours during winter.

     This season, Molly still hunted with so much passion, but through experience she is learning how to turn passion into smart hunting. Point after point, she understood that in order to shoot a bird she needs to point. She needs to show me the way. Without her I cannot track, and without me she can’t get.

    Please describe the best hunting day you have had with Molly, and what made it special.

    You know sometimes it is not the numbers that can make the best memory. That day was different. Every time I cover approximately 12 to 14 kilometres [7.5 to 9 miles] and Molly three times that with a lunch break… Since we’d been getting so many points during training I was seeking something more…

    Hot and light wind day. Half way you can find 5 pine trees on one side of the cliff (not very steep), where there is good shade to get some rest. We started walking around 6:30 am and we didn’t see a single chukar, and by then it was already 11:00. So, as I was resting, Molly went on the back side of the cliff to get some water from a stream coming down. After 2-3 minutes I heard the beeper on my Alpha, and I could see her on point. I said, No way! I jumped up, put on all my gear again and started to run. Indeed, not only Molly was on point but she blocked her first chukar! Pointing and blocking are different. In Cyprus, it is very rare for a chukar to be blocked so that the hunter will be able to get within a distance of 2-3 meters and then flush the birds himself. Her nose was so close, her eyes were so big. All her body was shaking. We were so happy to get that one and I was so proud of her. My Molly, my gun dog, my princess!

    This photo reminds me of the one of Angus, below
  • A Little Culture: Let My Horse Bring Me Home

    A Little Culture: Let My Horse Bring Me Home

    This post might seem off-track to some readers, and for that I apologize. But one of the reasons I changed the name of this blog earlier this year is because I wanted it to be more about the culture surrounding my favorite pastime than solely about chasing chukar.

    Where we live, our “setting,” is a fundamental part of our culture, and the people who live here are an important part of that setting. We often feel like strangers in our new home (“new” is relative; I’m in my 6th year here, which is new to many, but then those who’ve lived here for seven generations are “new” to the Indians). We get that, and are fine with it. Actually, I’m more than fine with feeling like a stranger sometimes because it makes my interest in other people here seem more natural to me; I’ve always been curious about people I don’t know. What a perfect scenario for a teacher who’s blessed with a situation that allows him to create his own curriculum. Two or three years ago, I lucked into an 8th-grade class full of plucky, wonderfully positive, excitable kids who thought it would be cool to write an oral history of some of the long-time residents of this area.

    Let My Horse Bring Me Home: A Salubria Valley, Idaho Oral History is that book. It took a while to finish it, but it’s out now (and available for purchase in the Chukar Culture online shop). This is the first book for my fledgling Chukar Culture Press, which I started as a way to raise money for publishing projects I’m doing with my students. I received a couple of grants to pay for the printing of Let My Horse Bring Me Home, and I have another small grant toward the next book, which will be a sort of primer on agriculture in our little valley aimed at those who drive through here regularly but don’t know much about what they’re looking at. Many of my students are from farming and ranching families, and they’ll be researching and writing this book, teaching and learning together with students who live here but don’t have first-hand experience.

     

    Tonight we celebrated the launch of Let My Horse Bring Me Home, and brought many of the interviewees, all of the student authors, and numerous others in the community together to celebrate the documentation of ordinary life. It was a moving experience for me to see people of many generations come together to laugh, weep, and share. And eat amazingly tasty cupcakes. I love my job because of the people I’m able to connect with through it, and all of this provides my base, from which I launch my own particular forays into chukar habitat. We all have bases. They’re worth noticing, and honoring somehow. I feel blessed to be a part of something bigger and still feel like an individual.  I hope my students can achieve this for themselves, and I realize it might be easier said than done in our world today.

    We’ll see where this goes. In the meantime, here’s a video about the book, featuring excerpts from the interviews my students did, along with photos from the book. Enjoy!

  • Merry Chukaristmas

    Look what Santa brought me!

    chukarcherries

  • Learning

    I’m lucky enough to be able to teach in a small school nestled here at Galliformes Ground Zero. One of my classes, a group of six 11th- and 12th-grade young men, each with a passion for hunting, has been reading A Hunter’s Heart: Honest Essays on Blood Sport (1997; a fantastic collection if you haven’t read it). It’s been wonderful talking with them about well-crafted essays and different perspectives on hunting, especially since I came to it late in life and these boys grew up with it. We’ve had some intense conversations and debates. I’ve learned a lot from listening to them. I wonder if it’s reciprocal.

    The culminating project for this unit is for them to make a digital story describing what they’ve learned from hunting. I told them I’d make one, too, and so here’s my crack at it. (Select 1080p if you can, and turn up the volume.)

  • Angus of the Chukar Hills

    "Angus of the Chukar Hills" by Rachel Teannalach
    “Angus of the Chukar Hills” by Rachel Teannalach

    When the season consumes you, you don’t worry about much else. When it’s over, you worry about everything else. Filling up that worry with good things to carry it away like water helps. Yesterday was one of those good days between seasons. We collected a painting we commissioned and hung it up. It is working already.

    We’d admired Rachel Teannalach‘s work for quite a while. Her eye for light and spirit in landscapes resonated with us. We lucked into taking her for a hike into one of our favorite spots, and she got to work, after we subjected her to what seemed like thousands of “favorite” photos of Angus in Hell’s Canyon.

    Not being a painter, I’d never studied her work closely, but having this on our wall now gives me the chance to see, maybe, what good painters see and translate through and onto their media and make into spirit and feeling.

    Detail: Brownlee Reservoir
    Detail: Brownlee Reservoir
    Detail: Angus pointing
    Detail: Angus pointing

    Only connect. Yesterday my teacher Bruce Gandy won a major bagpipe competition. A year or so ago, after watching a video I’d made about connecting things (one of which was chukar hunting with Angus), he thought he’d found the subject title to one of his piobaireachd compositions. “Salute to Angus of the Chukar Hills” was title he settled on. Having two works of art in sight and sound is good. What’s best for me is the connection between people and animals and landscapes and sounds that make me feel connected.

    Yesterday, we picked a puppy brother for Angus. Peat’ll be ready to come home in a few weeks (more on that later). We also went to a track meet and watched some of my students run well. Bruce won a major competition. We got a gorgeous painting. Ripples in water, crossing each other, making me smile inside, washing away worry.