>Blue Grouse Dreaming

>Only six more months until September…the caddis flies will soon be hatching on the Arkansas River, but give me blue grouse country in September–Colorado style. Blue grouse country was made for big going pointing dogs. It’s not for the faint of heart…as many of the family coveys will be found at greater than 10,000 feet…

Becoming a Bird Dog

Here’s a little clip I took yesterday of the female pup I kept out of Daisy’s litter. I named her “West Mountain Sunny Days” (Sunny, good name huh, Andy :-)?). She disappeared over the mountain and by the time I caught up, she was down the other side doing what she was supposed to be…

>New Website for Birddogdoc

> I wanted to inform all my readers about my new website that I’ve developed to give bird dog owners one more site to get veterinary related information strictly tailored to hunting and sporting dogs. I appreciate everyone’s friendship and support over the past couple of years! The internet does have some positive attributes…and we…

THE FRENCH BRITTANY AND THE AMERICAN DREAM

In recent years America’s friendship and alliance with the France has, to put it lightly, waned, especially in the wake of France’s outspoken opposition to the U.S.’s war with Iraq. This, in turn, has caused many Americans to openly criticize France and to boycott all things French. I even heard someone go as far as…

Pride at the Game Club and a new Camera!

When last we left our intrepid bird finder, Pride the Wonder Dog, she was lolling about in the easy chair that used to belong to my wife, the lovely Joanne. So I sez’ to her, “Pride, why don’t you get off your keyster and we’ll go off and find some more of those “chuckles” guys–chukar…

>Future Bird Hunting Buddy

>I wanted to share some 3-D images of my grandson that is due in May. My daughter Kyli and her wonderful husband Kevin are expecting…and I’m excited to be a grandfather! I’m not sure yet what they’re going to name my future hunting buddy yet!

SAGEGROUSE ON THE MOON

I don’t know about you, but I always seem to have a song rattlin’ around in my head. Music has a way of bringing us back to past experiences or places we have been. When I think about one of my favorite sage grouse covers, the Police song, “Walking on the Moon,” with Sting’s unmistakable…

The Isle of Woodcock, Part 2. Standing in the gathering Hebridean gloom, a chill breeze blowing in from the sea, I strain my eyes to try to pick up the first, dark, batlike silhouettes, of flighting Woodcock. The darkening sky. I pull up my collar against the chill, and raise the peak of my tweed…

Some Scolopax History!

Having our new member from Scotland, a woodcock aficionado, jogged my memory this morning. Some will recall a post I made some months ago regarding a friend I had in the old Soviet Union many years ago who was a devoted shotgunner, dog man and upland bird hunter. I have kept all my old correspondence…

>The Boys are Headed to Kansas 2009

>Walter and I are beginning to make plans to chase birds (of course…birds meaning quail) in Kansas this coming Fall! I can’t hardly wait for November to roll around…well at least September will be here in < 6 months, but who's counting??? Below are a few great memories from the field!

The Dark Night of the Soul

St. John of the Cross coined the term in a famous book on the spiritual life. I never thought much about it until it found me. It has been a long trip for the past four months. I’m glad it’s gone by. Remember Pride, the English Pointer? I joined a game club once I came…