Finer Points |
0
home,blog,eltd-core-1.0.3,ajax_fade,page_not_loaded,,borderland-ver-1.9, vertical_menu_background_opacity, vertical_menu_with_scroll,smooth_scroll,paspartu_enabled,paspartu_on_bottom_fixed,wpb-js-composer js-comp-ver-4.5.3,vc_responsive

The Swim

For the hunter, fall is the island and the rest of the year is the swim. - Charles Fergus Everyone loves the warm days of summer. Unless you’re a bird dog. Or a bird dog owner. Keeping a high-energy dog (or two, in our case) conditioned and mentally...

You Can Take the Dog Out of the Field…

"He doesn't have any interest in birds." So said the foster owner of our soon-to-be English Setter rescue, when asked if the dog had hunted. I didn't mind the response. We were looking for a dog to replace our beloved Labrador mix, which was my wife's devoted...

Autumn in April

The unrelenting heat of summer leaves me nostalgic for the autumn-like days of Spring, when the woods of northern Michigan promise the return of migrating woodcock. I joined dog trainer Justin McGrail on just such an April day, when the chill of winter was just...

Late Season Birds

Kay recently went to visit her latest horse "Aamira" at Hilltop Farm, so Stuka and I came along and hiked the snow-covered, rolling acres in search of late season pheasants.  The day was cold and the daylight short.  We found no birds, but I managed...

Flushes and Points

Dogs have given us their absolute all. We are the center of their universe. We are the focus of their love and faith and trust. They serve us in return for scraps. It is without a doubt the best deal man ...

The New Fox Sterlingworth

Good things really do come to those who wait.  A very long six months ago back in April, I wrote a post about purchasing a new gun.  It’s finally here…a refurbished 1936 Fox Sterlingworth DeLuxe 16 gauge SxS. Thanks to Jay Shachter at Vintage Firearms,...

Autumn Olives and Dogwood Berries

A dog is only as good as the habitat in which he hunts." Justin McGrail, West Michigan Professional Hunting Dog Trainer The day began as a crisp and dewy precursor to the eminent transition from summer to fall. We struggled through the thick undergrowth, dew rolling off...