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Hitting a moving target

Well, many years ago, I emptied a whole clip from my AK-47 at a ground hog that was in my dads garden, never came close, so I am not a good candidate for this thread...😬

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Quail= good eating!


You know it brother.

My dad raised English Pointers for most of my childhood. When he got older he switched to Brittanys. He said Pointers were for young men. I hear in Texas they quail hunt over pointers by following them around in Jeeps. This seems plausible because I can tell you a bunch of stories about Pointers running like hell. A Brittany will hunt until she can't see you then either wait for you or come back to you and start again. A pointer hunts for herself and she can run full speed indefinitely.
My dad bred Elhews and we had this dog named Missy. She was a fantastic bird dog. She bumped one bird when she was a pup and she never bumped another one in her over 10 year career. I remember this one time my dad, my brother and I were hunting in northern Missouri. It was cold as hell and my idiot little brother ( RIP) had no socks on under his boots. So after taking him back to the truck, leaving him there and starting off again my dad and I watched Missy disappear over a hill. 2 hours later we were still looking for her. My old man swore he was going to shoot her when he found her. We found her. Locked dead on point for god only knows how long. Dam she was a beautiful dog. He didn't have the heart to shoot her and certainly not after finding her on point like that. I flushed a covey ( not a good idea to train pointers to flush) and dad killed one with his 20 gauge Fox side by side.

I have an endless number of these stories. Man I had a great childhood. :)
 
You know it brother.

My dad raised English Pointers for most of my childhood. When he got older he switched to Brittanys. He said Pointers were for young men. I hear in Texas they quail hunt over pointers by following them around in Jeeps. This seems plausible because I can tell you a bunch of stories about Pointers running like hell. A Brittany will hunt until she can't see you then either wait for you or come back to you and start again. A pointer hunts for herself and she can run full speed indefinitely.
My dad bred Elhews and we had this dog named Missy. She was a fantastic bird dog. She bumped one bird when she was a pup and she never bumped another one in her over 10 year career. I remember this one time my dad, my brother and I were hunting in northern Missouri. It was cold as hell and my idiot little brother ( RIP) had no socks on under his boots. So after taking him back to the truck, leaving him there and starting off again my dad and I watched Missy disappear over a hill. 2 hours later we were still looking for her. My old man swore he was going to shoot her when he found her. We found her. Locked dead on point for god only knows how long. Dam she was a beautiful dog. He didn't have the heart to shoot her and certainly not after finding her on point like that. I flushed a covey ( not a good idea to train pointers to flush) and dad killed one with his 20 gauge Fox side by side.

I have an endless number of these stories. Man I had a great childhood. :)
So true about the pointer. I can remember my dad telling me stories when he was younger about the pointer he could never find. Would point birds for everyone else though. He also switched to Brittany's. I can still remember him out in the yard with the dogs with a birds wing attached to a fishing rod training them. It was me, my dad and my uncle out in the field with 3 dogs that were just unbelievable. We could go through areas many times that other dogs came out of and the dogs would point. Pheasant in the morning, quail in the afternoon. Those were some really good memories and bonding time with my dad and uncle.
 
So true about the pointer. I can remember my dad telling me stories when he was younger about the pointer he could never find. Would point birds for everyone else though. He also switched to Brittany's. I can still remember him out in the yard with the dogs with a birds wing attached to a fishing rod training them. It was me, my dad and my uncle out in the field with 3 dogs that were just unbelievable. We could go through areas many times that other dogs came out of and the dogs would point. Pheasant in the morning, quail in the afternoon. Those were some really good memories and bonding time with my dad and uncle.


Yep. We had them in the yard with a wing on a fishing rod very early. I don't recall at what age he started them, but I know they were not weened. The old man bred and trained a lot of great dogs. He spent most of his life with pointers only switching to Brittanys for the last 2 dogs. If you ask him today though he will tell you the best dog he ever had and his personal favorite was a liver colored Brittany named Megan.
 
Yep. We had them in the yard with a wing on a fishing rod very early. I don't recall at what age he started them, but I know they were not weened. The old man bred and trained a lot of great dogs. He spent most of his life with pointers only switching to Brittanys for the last 2 dogs. If you ask him today though he will tell you the best dog he ever had and his personal favorite was a liver colored Brittany named Megan.
That's awesome. We had a liver (Prince) and 2 orange (Kelly and Brit). I will always pause when someone is walking by with a Brittany.
As a side note, the other thing I would have really liked to get into was what my grandfather did. He passed when I was 3 so he never got to teach me. He would be what today's version of a master falconer would be. He did everything with falcons. That would have been so cool.
 
That's awesome. We had a liver (Prince) and 2 orange (Kelly and Brit). I will always pause when someone is walking by with a Brittany.
As a side note, the other thing I would have really liked to get into was what my grandfather did. He passed when I was 3 so he never got to teach me. He would be what today's version of a master falconer would be. He did everything with falcons. That would have been so cool.


I see a lot of people, mostly suburbanites, with Brittanys as pets. Dogs that will never see the field. Dad believes that a working dog cannot be treated the same way as a house dog. Not that a family pet won't hunt, but it's kind of like my guitar player who is also my singer. He can do both very well, but when doing both at the same time they both suffer to a degree. If you know what I mean.
 
I see a lot of people, mostly suburbanites, with Brittanys as pets. Dogs that will never see the field. Dad believes that a working dog cannot be treated the same way as a house dog. Not that a family pet won't hunt, but it's kind of like my guitar player who is also my singer. He can do both very well, but when doing both at the same time they both suffer to a degree. If you know what I mean.
I understand. I have an MD friend that has a Brittany that doesnt hunt. He has made a beautiful, very well behaved dog out of it though. I have the pleasure of watching the dog if he is away with a conference. The dog is naturally nose to the ground when I am out with him. Brings back a lot of great memories.
 
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