Moonhunt, my dogs wear bells...re the birds running, a veteran ring-neck rooster will much rather run than fly...the dogs love the pheasants but quails are what they are really keen on...
Moonhunt, my dogs wear bells...re the birds running, a veteran ring-neck rooster will much rather run than fly...the dogs love the pheasants but quails are what they are really keen on...
Last edited by EeeBees; 17-02-2013 at 04:16 PM.
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Yeah if you want to go out with a normal person with a real dog I'll take you for a walk if you get down this way or when I'm up there.
I think Tweed is what his dogs floss with, or is that the wearer? Well anyway I'm sure it's one of them.
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Haha you guys are a hoot, our tweed shop in leigh just shut down... what a bummer
RCGSP i'l be keen to see your dogs running
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Eeebees is that just your dogs or do most dogs get keener on quail
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Cool, no tweed required.
My dogs are equally enthusiastic on pheasants and quail
They are, as you write RCGSP, equally enthusiatic but the scent of quail seems more tantalising to them...put it this way, if they ran over a quail scent crossing the pheasant scent they were on, they would go the quail way...I do not blame them either, quail are such great sport...!!!
Writing of quail, on the way to Rotorua the other weekend, I saw on the roadside a family covey being harassed by three mynahs...
...amitie, respect mutuel et amour...
...le beau et le bon, cela rime avec Breton!...
Interesting, I don't run into as many quail as pheasants so maybe Quin just hasn't figured out they are better fun yet. We did have one crazy day last season where we ran into 3 coveys in one pass of some cutover, the last of the day. The first was only half a dozen birds and I managed to drop one. The last 2 were big coveys close together, maybe one in truth just a bit spread out, totally probably 70 birds. It was a madhouse as in both of them I shot one off the first flush and sent Quin to retrieve only to have him go on point again, me send him again, and have birds get up in front of him, sending me scrambling to reload. They were everywhere. I swear the second time he looked at me to say "when I go on point that means put some shells in the gun, dipshit". There was a lot of "BANG, BANG...&%$*" that pass.
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