Just a reminder for those who haven't ever had their dog trained to snake avoidance. Although very few dogs ever die from a snake bite the effect of getting bit is very ugly and can be very dangerous to their health. I have seen two dogs that were bit in the face and their heads were the size of basketball before the swelling went down. So, if you hunt the warm season I'd get it done and have a little more comfort for your dogs sake. Boise, Idaho should be having a class in the next few weeks.
This blog is not intended to be about me, but more about my dogs and chukar hunting. This has been my passion for the last 15 years. Family and friends are #1 to me, but my dogs come in a close second. I will post pictures of the past so maybe everyone can better understand why I have become a passionate chukar hunter. I hope you enjoy them half as much as I did experiencing them. Comments are always appreciated. We all need help in becoming better dog people, hunters and trainers.
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Friday, July 22, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Bored
Not much to talk about since my last post. We've only been up in the chukar hills a couple of times this month. I've been spending some time improving my pond and having fun with the grand kids. There is nothing like family and friends to help forget about chukar hunting for a while. Now that I've got new grass started around the pond Riley and I will have more time to venture back to the hills to observe numbers of chukars learning to fly. (I say that with fingers crossed)
Until then here are some pictures of how we spend our boring days.
My grandson, Conner, and I had a contest of who could outrun young Killdeer and catch one. Obviously he won.
Granddaughter Emily catching her first bass. Granddaughter Megan catching her first bass. My 2 year old grandson, Mac caught his first fish but my camera was out of batteries. It was a nice bluegill. Even the world's worst fisherman got some action. Riley figures if Larry can catch one he could surely catch one of those bluegills in the shallows. Barb and I took a camping trip and took in a few hikes in the old elk hunting stomping grounds. Barb and the boys enjoy our hikes.
This bull was keeping a close eye on them.
I could bore you with other such pictures but am anxious to get back to chukar talk. Here's to looking forward to cooler days and plenty of birds on the hill.
Until then here are some pictures of how we spend our boring days.
My grandson, Conner, and I had a contest of who could outrun young Killdeer and catch one. Obviously he won.
Granddaughter Emily catching her first bass. Granddaughter Megan catching her first bass. My 2 year old grandson, Mac caught his first fish but my camera was out of batteries. It was a nice bluegill. Even the world's worst fisherman got some action. Riley figures if Larry can catch one he could surely catch one of those bluegills in the shallows. Barb and I took a camping trip and took in a few hikes in the old elk hunting stomping grounds. Barb and the boys enjoy our hikes.
This bull was keeping a close eye on them.
I could bore you with other such pictures but am anxious to get back to chukar talk. Here's to looking forward to cooler days and plenty of birds on the hill.
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