Last Sunday, I had Larsen on the long cord. I successfully sat him to the flush and shot. His second bird was a nick, and I mistakenly sent him for a dead bird instead of walking up and hunting it. The generally unharmed bird took flight and Larsen broke. I can get a steady only in extremely controlled circumstances. Still, it is a start.
Larsen and I later went to work on water, and while I was there I tossed the bird and pipped him to sit. He enjoyed that game and on a turn or two sat before the whistle.
Meanwhile, my efforts with Zelda were a little clumsy. She self-hunted for a while and I had to pull her in (using the whistle) and recast her a few times. However, both Tim and Cathy have remarked that my own efforts with both Zelda and Larsen are looking better. Quieter and more authoritative. That is a tribute to working with an exceptional dog and being able to focus on one's own actions.
Friday, February 21, 2014
Percolator
Someone asked me about a percolator. I know that some campers still use them, but that's about all I know about them anymore.
I recall having bought a Revere Ware percolator for my college apartment and thinking it was just the best. I visited home some time later and saw that my own mom had bought this new-fangled contraption called a Mr. Coffee. It was years before I got a Mr. Coffee of my own.
I wonder if percolator coffee would taste any good today?
I recall having bought a Revere Ware percolator for my college apartment and thinking it was just the best. I visited home some time later and saw that my own mom had bought this new-fangled contraption called a Mr. Coffee. It was years before I got a Mr. Coffee of my own.
I wonder if percolator coffee would taste any good today?
Friday, February 14, 2014
Winter's last blow
This is about the time for winter's last blow of the season. Here's hoping that it does not flatten the grass in the fields.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Training ideas
Larsen broke at the flush on his first real bird. Ultimately Tim and I reset the field and I whistled Larsen to a sit in a nicely choreographed setting:
- The bird flushed over my head
- Larsen was only a few feet from me and looking into my eyes as I whistled
- He sat. Tim swung and hit the bird as it disappeared into the treeline.
- When on long lead, get Larsen patterning. Keep him close but don't honk on the whistle. Quiet commands. If he is not paying attention, page him with the e-collar.
- Hit the sit whistle a few times to be sure he's in control.
- While he is patterning, toss a few deads and have him sit.
- Pick the deads up myself.
- On occassion, put down a clip or an actual bird when you pick up the dead.
- Re-quarter Larsen, and let him flush up the bird. Make sure the long lead is tight in hand.
Tim thought that this would be more useful than the simple drill. Tim also thought that it was important to go back to the beginning with Larsen, insofar as he seems to have forgotten or otherwise chosen to ignore what he knows about steady.
Live practice
Aki's trips around the ring netted her a couple of best-of-breed ribbons in a field of a single, champion dog. The real benefit of this competition is the invitation to go into the sporting dog "group" ring. Thus, for a single payment, Aki and Larsen get two trips around the ring in live action. Larsen loops the ring with aplomb, and Aki gains the practice.
Aki shows off Larsen's best-of-breed ribbon at the Cherokee Rose dog show in Jonesboro, Ga.
Aki shows off Larsen's best-of-breed ribbon at the Cherokee Rose dog show in Jonesboro, Ga.
The blondes are back in town
These golden retrievers, Conelly and Aubrey, born a few days apart but of separate litters, and still puppies, really, came by for a visit during the latter part of January and lifted everyone's hearts during a trying time in the Welsh Springer Spaniel world.
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Retriever v Springer training program
I would say the progress and steps are a lot the same.
Same Obedience
Same on Retrieving
The difference is probably the Distance of the Marks and Blinds and The number of repetitions in a drill
You still need the foundational steps to build on. For Retriever events, you really need to teach a dog to stay on a straight line even when doing water across the edge of a pond or slough. Spaniels, not so much.
Dogs will naturally try to use the wind to their advantage when questing for game. so you just teach them to turn with the whistle in order to not miss ground. This is not as noticeable in the thickets but more easily seen in the open fields.
h/t/ SpringerDude
Same Obedience
- Sit
- Stay
- Come
Same on Retrieving
- Hold
- Quick delivery
- Marking
- Handling
- Lining drills
- Blind retrieves
The difference is probably the Distance of the Marks and Blinds and The number of repetitions in a drill
You still need the foundational steps to build on. For Retriever events, you really need to teach a dog to stay on a straight line even when doing water across the edge of a pond or slough. Spaniels, not so much.
Dogs will naturally try to use the wind to their advantage when questing for game. so you just teach them to turn with the whistle in order to not miss ground. This is not as noticeable in the thickets but more easily seen in the open fields.
h/t/ SpringerDude
Friday, January 17, 2014
AmSpan 2014
American Spaniel Club is the oldest flushing spaniel club in
the U.S.
Aki took Larsen around the ring. Team Larsen did pretty
well, finishing non-last ( 3rd of 4) in the Hunting Dog class (i.e.,
dogs that have earned at least one hunting title) for WSSs.
Larsen earned a compliment. The judge said he was in good
condition. Aki said that she used a lot of conditioner on him, and the
judge said, no I mean he is rock solid. These judges feel a lot of dogs
and so that is a nice compliment, indeed.
Dog and handler float around the ring.
Aki and Larsen enjoy one another and the event.
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
The big freeze
Temperatures are in double-digit negative numbers in Chicago. Frozen switches have delayed the Metra trains, and the wheels of the El trains seem to be stuck to the tracks as well.
The freeze has its beautiful side.
But the freeze is also producing headaches like black ice, which appears to be responsible for this broken pedestal at the Davis Street parking deck in Evanston, IL.
The freeze has its beautiful side.
But the freeze is also producing headaches like black ice, which appears to be responsible for this broken pedestal at the Davis Street parking deck in Evanston, IL.
Friday, January 3, 2014
Appalachee Plantation
Our WSSCA Hunt Test last November used the chukars from Appalachee Plantation. The birds were strong flyers. Few were trapped. It took a hard hit to bring them down. The birds were delivered on time and in usable crates. Todd Howell of AP allowed us to keep the crates for a few weeks until we were able to swing by the storage area again to fetch them and return them.
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Back update
Larsen's back seems much better. He ran with vigor on the beach. His deer chase brought no aftereffects, other than a coat filled with burrs. I'll take him out this Sunday to see how he responds on the field. He will have an appointment after January 9 for an additional round of acupuncture.
Wired-up dog.
This looks like Frankenstein!
Larsen would rather be at the beach.
Wired-up dog.
This looks like Frankenstein!
Larsen would rather be at the beach.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Christmas past
Some scenes from Christmas as we file the year into history.
Aki places her jello salad onto a silver platter for her annual Christmas brunch with her friends.
A refreshing salad.
A business card holder with Larsen's likeness is a thoughtful gift from a colleague.
Some R&R during the Christmas season.
Aki places her jello salad onto a silver platter for her annual Christmas brunch with her friends.
A refreshing salad.
A business card holder with Larsen's likeness is a thoughtful gift from a colleague.
Some R&R during the Christmas season.
Monday, December 30, 2013
Steadying tips
You can also hand toss the birds when you want a flyer and teach the dog to stop when it sees the bird. You can also tape wing the flyer when the dog becomes reliable at stopping when the bird is thrown, then you can send the dog for the retrieve. If the dog is easy on the bird, you can recycle this bird over a period of time.
When you are tossing the flyer, the dog will not quarter well because it knows that you have the birds and you are going to toss them. That is OK. Don't fuss at the dog to get it to quarter. You are teaching it to watch you and stop on a flyer. No need to confuse the dog with trying to teach several things at once. As the dog learns this routine, you can plant a couple taped winged birds in the field for the dog to find and not toss a flyer. You can use the taped wing birds to help teach the quartering pattern and keep the flush hard, and then mix in a hand tossed flyer for a steady opportunity.
I feel that if I have the birds and the control of when the dog finds or sees one, then I stay the focus of their attention and they think I really do provide all of their "fun". When they think they can go find their own "fun", the control power starts to change a little. They will figure things out soon enough when you start hunting wild birds.
Lots of ways to get to the end result.
Thanks, and HT to SpringerDude
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Deer chase
Right away I knew something was wrong.
Larsen went to the right and then to the left of the boardwalk that led from the condo to the beach. He was tracking deer, and I knew that I was not in his mind in the least. I hit the whistle once, but that only confirmed what was obvious to both of us.
The dog disappeared deep within the tangled laurel. I walked to the end of the boardwalk and looked west in time to see a whitetail spring from the dune and onto the beach, heading east and straight toward the boardwalk.
If I'd been a smarter cowboy, I could have swung onto the back of that deer as it thundered by and rode that critter out of town three steps ahead of the posse. Hot behind the deer came that stupid dog, busting out of the sedge and sea oats and stretched flat out belly to the ground, eyes crazed with a jackpot-gleam of excitement, joy, and greed. I jumped in front of Larsen and yelled at him to stop in a most insipid attempt to end the chase.
The deer turned from the beach into the dunes, with the dog behind him, keening. Both broke into the sea oats and deeper into the spear-like spanish bayonett, weeping yucca, and the laurel where it is always dark even on a sunny day.
Running behind the two was a foolish exercise, though I did it anyway. How could I catch those animals? I could follow their tracks only by carefully picking my way through the undergrowth that they had burst through and during that time deer and dog could run the length of the island. I found my way to a couple of vantage points but of course saw nothing. I walked toward the condo to get some rain pants, figuring I was in for a day of island combing in the now-driving rain.
On my way I saw at the end of that trail, on the road, the deer. Standing still and with its head lowered. I whistled. Not for the deer, but figuring that the dog could not be far behind. That was true! Larsen came trotting up from the road and onto the pathway, sides heaving and tongue dragging.
Larsen went to the right and then to the left of the boardwalk that led from the condo to the beach. He was tracking deer, and I knew that I was not in his mind in the least. I hit the whistle once, but that only confirmed what was obvious to both of us.
The dog disappeared deep within the tangled laurel. I walked to the end of the boardwalk and looked west in time to see a whitetail spring from the dune and onto the beach, heading east and straight toward the boardwalk.
If I'd been a smarter cowboy, I could have swung onto the back of that deer as it thundered by and rode that critter out of town three steps ahead of the posse. Hot behind the deer came that stupid dog, busting out of the sedge and sea oats and stretched flat out belly to the ground, eyes crazed with a jackpot-gleam of excitement, joy, and greed. I jumped in front of Larsen and yelled at him to stop in a most insipid attempt to end the chase.
The deer turned from the beach into the dunes, with the dog behind him, keening. Both broke into the sea oats and deeper into the spear-like spanish bayonett, weeping yucca, and the laurel where it is always dark even on a sunny day.
Running behind the two was a foolish exercise, though I did it anyway. How could I catch those animals? I could follow their tracks only by carefully picking my way through the undergrowth that they had burst through and during that time deer and dog could run the length of the island. I found my way to a couple of vantage points but of course saw nothing. I walked toward the condo to get some rain pants, figuring I was in for a day of island combing in the now-driving rain.
On my way I saw at the end of that trail, on the road, the deer. Standing still and with its head lowered. I whistled. Not for the deer, but figuring that the dog could not be far behind. That was true! Larsen came trotting up from the road and onto the pathway, sides heaving and tongue dragging.
Friday, December 27, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Better pizza
Making better pizza is a journey rather than a destination. One of my correspondents recommends a pizza stone of steel!
- A 1/2" thick piece of A36 steel cut to fit on your home oven rack is better than any pizza stone. Preheat for 1 hr at max temp your oven will do. Most fabricators will do this for you. Just make sure you wash the hell out of it before first use.
- All pizza/bread doughs using commercial yeasts (dry instant yeast, dry active yeast, fresh cake yeast) are MUCH better (tasting and handling) if you do a day (or more) retarded fermentation in the fridge. You'll need to cut down the amount of yeast used and take the dough out of the fridge a couple of hours before use.
I've used mine for a few years now and haven't seasoned it. However, it is VERY dry here in Denver, as I'm sure you know. Obviously, seasoning wouldn't hurt.
I'm not a steel industry guy, but have practiced environmental engineering for 30 odd years, so I'm a bit paranoid. I think all flat top grills are A36 steel, so no worries there. I did the following when I got my piece from the fabricator:
- made sure there was no slag left (knocked off any loose sh$t)
- Washed/scrubbed it in the sink with detergent until a white cloth came up clean
- put it in the oven @ 550F for an hour figuring that would burn off an[y] volatiles
So far so good. My piece weighs about 32 lbs. If I were to do it again, I'd cut the piece in half perpendicular to its long axis. It would be much easier to deal with in two 15 lb pieces!
- A 1/2" thick piece of A36 steel cut to fit on your home oven rack is better than any pizza stone. Preheat for 1 hr at max temp your oven will do. Most fabricators will do this for you. Just make sure you wash the hell out of it before first use.
- All pizza/bread doughs using commercial yeasts (dry instant yeast, dry active yeast, fresh cake yeast) are MUCH better (tasting and handling) if you do a day (or more) retarded fermentation in the fridge. You'll need to cut down the amount of yeast used and take the dough out of the fridge a couple of hours before use.
I've used mine for a few years now and haven't seasoned it. However, it is VERY dry here in Denver, as I'm sure you know. Obviously, seasoning wouldn't hurt.
I'm not a steel industry guy, but have practiced environmental engineering for 30 odd years, so I'm a bit paranoid. I think all flat top grills are A36 steel, so no worries there. I did the following when I got my piece from the fabricator:
- made sure there was no slag left (knocked off any loose sh$t)
- Washed/scrubbed it in the sink with detergent until a white cloth came up clean
- put it in the oven @ 550F for an hour figuring that would burn off an[y] volatiles
So far so good. My piece weighs about 32 lbs. If I were to do it again, I'd cut the piece in half perpendicular to its long axis. It would be much easier to deal with in two 15 lb pieces!
JM Cremps, a store for boys
Oh, sure, too late for Christmas this year, but here is a store worthy of your consideration. JM Cremps claims to be "the boy's adventure store." Gear includes walkie-talkies, scout knives, flashlights, tents, and everything a kid might ever want for a day of adventure.
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