THE WHITE WONDER: "WANT TO TRADE DOGS?"

When it came to effectiveness on multiple species of game birds, Farley was a “Jack of all Trades.” In his three seasons, I harvested valley quail, scaled quail, pheasants, ruffed grouse, blue grouse, Hungarian Partridge, chukar partridge, and sharptail grouse over his staunch points. Had I been able to shoot straight, I would have added…

THE WHITE WONDER: "SNIFF IT UP BOYS!"

As we drove westward in the Ford Excursion, a very noticeable odor permeated the inside of the vehicle. “Ah man, what is that smell?” complained one of my brothers. “Farley, and he stinks!” exclaimed Shawn. Pretty soon all occupants of the vehicle were grumbling . . . all except me. “Sniff it up boys because…

THE WHITE WONDER: FINDING FARLEY

With the hunting season over, I’m going to have to dig a little deeper into my repetiore to keep the blog going “in between the crazies” (a phrase coined by Steve Smith to describe the time in between hunting seasons). I thought I would share some birddog stories from my past. Since I started bird…