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  1. 2 points
    With this being my first foray into long dogs and also because it gives me a record of progress, if any and failures. I thought I would start a blog about our journey. Combing my love of field sports and my love of writing also seems like a perfect idea so with that having been said I would like to welcome you all to the journey. Merlin is my first ever long dog. His background will never be fully known as he is a rescue dog but we do no he is a lurcher with definite Saluki in him. He weighs just 23kg and needs to gain weight but other than that the vet has given him a clean bill of health despite his poor background and uncertain journey to where he now finds himself. As for me, this reminds me a little of the novel H is for Hawk whereby the author worked through her grief through her love of falconry. It is a lovely story and hits a chord with me as I am recently bereaved of my father. I say recent, he died just over a year ago but since we rescued our first dog three moths ago, I've found myself missing him more and more. He taught me so much and instilled a love of nature and field sports in me that now I keep thinking that if only he was here. Dad and I bred and worked English Springer Spaniels. We had four at one point, of which one (Gina) was my own. She was more than a working dog she was my field test and scurry dog as well and for a novice dog and owner we did really well. She won a couple local events and she placed well in a couple others but that was many years ago and as my disability has taken hold and now I have returned to study everything seems so different. Enter Merlin. He was found dumped and we took him in on July 10th 2016. He had been in the kennels for four weeks after being rescued from the streets. His age is approximately two, the vet said he could be anywhere between that and five but as his behavior is still quite juvenile it is likely he is the younger end of the spectrum. So, here I am 42 yrs of age. A student nurse and owner of a rescue long dog. So many new starts and yet somethings feel familiar. To be out in the countryside and just sink back into old ways, reading the rabbit runs, recalling the types of grasses and learning how to just observe nature again. We have a long journey ahead of us but as I am having a new start so is Merlin and with it a safe secure home where he will be loved and learn how to live a life he was born to. Who knows what pathway this will take but whatever the outcome success or failure Merlin and I will walk it together.
  2. 2 points
    This is to be my record of a year spent hunting down here in Cornwall. A long season awaits with two new horses and less than a fortnight after the puppy show that first text arrives, cubbing begins! Cubbing, or autumn hunting in modern parlance is not only a training ground for hounds but also for horses as the more sedate pace, shorter time spent out and smaller fields lend themselves to educating the novice. Early starts are the order of the day at this time of year, meeting at 7 am usually requires a 5am rise. There is little in this world though that will get a man out of bed faster than the prospect of hounds and horses! That first alarm of the year brings with it the prospect of a new horse, Rex a 4 year old broken by myself this summer and ready now to see hounds for the first time, and although a total gentleman in his training so far the fact he is standing at 17.3hh means that any bad manners might be a problem! Our first morning starts on a large piece of covert thick with lush green bracken at this point in the year,hounds disappear in to it keen to get going again, the more experienced hounds cajoling the youngsters and taking the lead. Old faces are met again, hounds horses and people. The new horse is fascinated by proceedings rather than overwhelmed by them. Brief snippets of the wonderful music are heard from the covert, a taste of things to come! By 9am we have seen enough for our first outing and leave the field amongst summers colours of purple heather and green bracken a promising start on what I think is a promising horse. We will be out again within a week, The season beckons!
  3. 2 points
    Chester and Earl are going hunting. Chester says to Earl, "I'll send my dog out to see if there are any ducks out in the pond. If there aren't any ducks out there, I'm not going hunting." So he sends the dog out to the pond. The dog comes back and barks twice. Chester says, "Well I'm not going to go out. He only saw two ducks out there." Earl says, "You're going to take the dog's barks for the truth?" Earl doesn't believe it, so he goes to look for himself. When he gets back he says, "I don't believe it where did you get that dog? There really are only two ducks out there!" Chester says, "Well, I got him from the breeder up the road. If you want, you can get one from him, too." So Earl goes to the breeder and says he wants a dog like the one his friend Chester has. The breeder obliges and Earl brings the dog home, tells it to go out and look for ducks. Minutes later the dog returns with a stick in it's mouth and starts humping Earl's leg. Outraged, Earl takes the dog back to the breeder and says, "This dog is a fraud. I want my money back!" The breeder asks Earl what the dog did. So Earl tells him that when he sent the dog out to look for ducks, it came back with a stick in its mouth and started humping his leg. The breeder says, "Earl, all he was trying to tell you was that there are more f*****g ducks out there than you can shake a stick at!"
  4. 1 point
    hello whats it is i have got a lurcher it is 3 months old i have had it for 3 weeks now, its sits ,stays and comes when i call it .. but what it is how old should i train it to hunt rabbits? and what would be the best way? any tips would be very gratefull
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    The weather was beautiful, yesterday afternoon. Mid sixties Fahrenheit and the sun was shining. I recently picked up some ultra-light action, fishing gear, and I wanted to try it out so I headed out to the reservoir. It's an ugly place, wouldn't you agree?
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    I thought I'd try and get a New Year's greeting in, while what little internet I have is working! The adverse weather is making connection spotty at best, and off at worst! It's a little chilly to say the least. So here goes... Happy New Year from the mountains. I wish you all a happy and prosperous New Year. All the best! YIS... Chris
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    Had an early start this morning... up at first light to walk the dog and check up on the local wildlife. The last few months we've had a pair of Ospreys nesting on top of the pylon, at the local sub-station. They don't like people too close so we've always kept a respectful distance. Generally once you hear them call you're too close, and the female has a tendency to distract you away from the nest by circling. The great news, this morning, is that the chicks seem to have fledged! We counted 3 in total. All perched on top of the pylons, with the parent birds there also. 5 ospreys in one location is a first for me. So has being able to watch them over the last few months as they've gone from nest to the new generation. Here's some shitty pictures for you... The above pic is one of the youngsters perched next to the nest. The pic above left to right are the two parent birds. Far right is the second youngster. The tiny outline above is the third youngster. I'm going to head out again, tomorrow morning, while I'm still off work. Seeing if they're hanging around but that might be it for this year, before they migrate to avoid the cold. The good news is that they're highly likely to reuse the same nesting site so I'm hoping next year I'll be able to document them a little more closely. YIS... Chris
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    Having listened to the politicians conferences (and again shaken my head at their obvious lies) and heard all of the "a better Britain" spiel, I just want to ask: a better Britain for whom exactly? We, Britons need a Britain for Britons. Never mind about Cameron giving tax breaks to his wealthy cronies and opening the gates to all and sundry. We need a Britain for US, the hardworking folk who make this country GREAT. A country where we are not spied on 24/7 with CCTV, a place we can fly our flags with pride, somewhere we are not interfered at every turn by an aggressive bureaucracy and told what we can and cannot do (within the law). What we need is a Britain of old, a Britain of the ages. Too long we have put the needs of others before our own, too long been told to respect others while having to hide our own beliefs and pride for fear of offending those others. Walking on eggshells in the country of our birth! This my friends is an abominable truth, and change must come before our beloved Great Britain disappears in a vomit fog of alien hues and an entire culture lies dead, defeated. Oh such unbearable crime that would be! Eternal cries within the bones of a fallen kingdom. Such a fate must be averted! We must have a Britain for Britons! Now the doubters and yoghurt knitters will say this is bigoted and even racist, but I ask; how is it racist to want a country putting its peoples first? This is all I want. I am not suggesting the UK pull up the draw bridge and keeping foreigners out. Really, I am not. I am more than aware of the contributions from others who come here to work and make a better life for themselves. The Filipino nurses, Ghurkha soldiers who fought bravely, the doctors from India, the many others who arrive because they believe in Great Britain. I have no issue with these people in the slightest, rejoice! Let us celebrate this glorious country together. It is the spongers and thieves who come to take, take, take that boil my blood. People who, even though when discovered and proved to be 'on the game', are hardly ever punished sufficiently, and worse never sent back to whence they came! Mind boggling. Frustrating. Of course we also have the enemy within to deal with, those groups of do-gooders who are never happier when interfering with everything, seemingly oblivious to the fact that they make most peoples lives a bloody misery. We all know who they are, the types who order schools to pull down Christmas trees in case it offended those of different faiths, or fretting that nursery rhymes contain politically incorrect words. (These types can do more harm than any lawbreaker). This madness must end, or we shall pay a dear price. A much much too dear a price.
  9. 1 point
    This is a first for myself joining a BLOG! Just created a profile yesterday. Not that tecno minded so I thought I'd give it a try. I submitted my SG application to our Licencing Dept at Northern Constabulary, and was delighted at the speed of the response! Two days after submitting the application my referee was on the phone to say that he'd been contacted and he'd done the nesscary. Working offshore i was shocked when the wife told me that later that week they had being on the phone to arrange an interview and inspect me storeage facilities. With the cabnet still in the garage, it was strait home to get it fitted in position the week before christmas. Quite chuffed with my efforts, I settled into what I thought would be a relaxing family christmas when to my suprise on boxing day night, there was a knock at the door. Anwsering it with a housefull of guests and a large dram in hand there stood to of the constabularys finest. Inviting them in, the interview was progressing nicely through the officers check list until the question arose, "So Mr Bisset, do you drink?" with a bottle on the table and a glass in hand, "Sociably" was the anwser, all the time thinking - "dont pop your head into the kitchen." Well within a week, and two days after i arrived back at work the cretificate arrived. I've now got days to go before i can get along to our local shop in Inverness to pick up the Bettinsoli i left a deposit on. More about that one soon. I am a very impatiant person....... Think a compasionate leave might be in order???
  10. 1 point
    My main quarry when i set out to get a bullx was foxes ,but having discoverd the pleasures of running other larger quarry after tyke self entred one night not long after his first bunny,i didnt really ever go out with the intention of running foxes,i didnt bother buying a squeaker even ,if our paths crossed with a fox id either try my pitiful squeaking or if it was close enough slip tyke,though i found foxes seldom venture out from the hedges unless enticed or you mange to lamp one thats stalking rabbits.Due to this tyke really hasnt had a lot of practice on them and thats one thing i think a dog definitley needs with old foxy as there ability to turn without losing momentum and style of running is something a dog needs to learn to deal with.Tyke was running them flat out causing him to overshoot and miss,it he had to learn to use his gears and hang back abit sometimes.In his second season i went out with a chap of thl and his bullx bitch who was excellent on foxes singlehanded this gave me the chance to see tyke run doubled up ,without boasting we caught most of the foxes we saw and the foxes always gave a good account of themselves and if youre looking to catch numbers doubled up is the way to go.But i do think that one on one a good fox with a fair slip is a good challenge for a dog and an exciting course to watch .Tyke is certainly not a fox dog yet only having 30 foxes singlehanded in 2 seasons and maybe a dozen more doubled up but like i said thats due to me and him being sidetracked by other quarry.My most memorable fox with tyke was one night i lamped a pair of eyes maybe 50yds down in the field it took of immediatley but due to a slope they ran over i lost sight of them quickly i started walking down the field expecting to meet tyke returning after missing the fox a minute or so had gone by and i gave a couple of whistles and scanned the field nothing ,next thing i knew a pair of eyes were running up the left hand side of the field towards the hedge followed by tyke who took his chance and strruck just as the fox got near the hedge i couldnt believe it i dont know if he had been running the same fox all that time without the aid of the lamp or wether it was another fox that he had run into either way i was over the moon as tyke had stuck to the job in hand and got a result when i expected none,i know it can be quite difficult to gauge time when youre stood out in the field but id say that at the least he had run that fox for a minute and a half in near darkness .Runs like that where the dog has everything against but still comes up with result are the ones i always remember and i left the field that night full of respect and pride for my dog for not giving up.
  11. 1 point
    Last night was only the third time on my new permission, a huge farm about three miles away from from my house. I must admit it just seems to get better and better. Im currently writing a hunting book basically just following my adventures and me trying to grow and catch as much as I can to put in the pot. So I'm documenting everything I do and trying to learn as much as I can about the wonderfully world of hunting. So anyway last night was great. Myself and my two fellow hunters set out at 10pm and had arrived in no time. Like I say I am documenting my hunts for my book and also for a DVD Im making so my main job is cameraman/rabbit carrier although we swap around a lot and we don't always have the three members of the team. We all carry a lamp each and use the two dogs and I have the rifle. My lamp is a striker 170 and seems to do the job perfectly. I also have a small lamp on the top of my rifle. The first two fields we went into were rabbit free but the third proved to be a cracker, one lone huge rabbit sitting in the middle of the field. Tia was slipped and quickly caught up with the rabbit but this rabbit was fast it was weaving in and out and after a good long run Tia was getting tired, we thought we had lost our first rabbit of the night until that is Tia turns the rabbit and both rabbit and dog are hurtling towards us and more importantly towards Tia's hunting partner Ben. Tia was coursing her into Ben and just as the rabbit passed us, Ben was slipped and nailed it in seconds. It truly was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. Tia really was purposely steering the rabbit into Bens awaiting jaws. A few fieds latter Ben and Tia are both slipped on a lively looking bunny who we found jumping around like a crazed loon. Tia has the speed advantage over Ben but knows Ben has the power, she once again steered the rabbit into Ben and it was all over. Another six wher taken and at 3 am we called it a night or morning as the case may be. We headed back to my Friends house and had our usual 3:30 hunting night coffee. I have found a passion for hunting and always look forward to my Friday nights and more importantly look forward to the summer. I will add some pics to my blog shortly. I'm writing this from my new iPad and struggling to come to grips with how to do everything. Anyway untill next time, happy hunting Beastie
  12. 1 point
    When i got my dog what i wanted from my dog was simple, i expected to only lamp him and then i basically wanted a dog that i could point and slip and return when called.I didnt really expect him to be any good in the daytime as most comments id heard about bullx where that they lacked speed and nose for daytime work.So i never set out in the day with the intention of doing anything but walk the dog over the same land we would lamp at night,i started noticing that as well as using his eyes tyke was starting to use his nose and that i also was learning to recognize signs from him that he was on to something on a couple of occasions after the obvious nose down tail in air sign he would then put his head up and snif the air stopping and looking in a certain direction the first time this happened we where on a lane and a hedge seperated us from a field of maze after tyke pulling me on the lead and making our way into the field i a roebuck between the maize and the hedge 50yds down the field granted this didnt mean my dog had an amazing nose but the next incident showed that the bullx has no nose opinion of some people was wrong and i had unwittingly formed my opinion of what my dog could or would do from other peoples opinions stupid i know but i was new to this game and didnt even have any friends who hunted whose opinion i could ask.The next run where tyke really impressed me was one day as we were walking round the headland of a recently ploughed field i suppose this field was maybe 200yds wide and probably the same lenght ways as we made our way up the right hand side of the fielld i could tell tyke had picked up a hot scent and he was very busy investigating it ahead of me, the next thing i know tyke was off running toward the far left hand hedge but i couldnt tell what he had seen until i noticed something far off and low to the ground pheasant or cat i thought only once tyke had closed and caught it did i realise it was a fox i was shocked to say the least as i would never of ecpected tyke to catch a fox under those conditions especially considering it was only the 5th fox he had seen and the first in daytime.This really opened my eyes to what my dog was capable of doing and i really liked the fact that he had done all the work without encouragement from me i liked the fact he was thinking for himself and working without any aid from me it was a real buzz to watch from then on i started mooching a lot more with him and encouaraging him to use his nose.I read some where that you shouldnt encouarage a lamping dog to use his nose as it may cause him to hunt up at night , i think a dog that is in tune with all his senses hearing smell and sight helps in a lamping dog as quite often quarry can run out of the beam and tyke on a few occasions has caught out of the beam and sometimes a fieldaway.I love lamping and you do catch higher numbers of game but to me seeing my dog find flush and catch quarrry in the daytime to be something that really gets youre adrenaline going,i cant believe how blinkered i was coming into this game but thanks to tyke my eyes have been opened to appreciating daywork and hunting in its purest form as our ancestors would have done ,ramble over.
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    Hi all , this is my first blog. basically i bought a 1 year old lurcher x pointer about 6 months ago - she is great on the lamp and i must of had around -90 rabbits since i bought her she is also great on the day especially in woods because of the pointer in her - i would love to make her a day dog but with school i dont have enough light for her to go on the day. The question that i would like to ask is she will not come back straight away until about the 3rd race on a rabbit , she will mooch about alot wich me and my mates blame the pointer in her for it isnt a huge problem but it gets abit annoying as she tires herself out from running up and down whilst mooching. also does anyone have any other advice about lamping but primarily i would like to ask how can i get her to come back straight away or is there no way - thanks for any help u will provide -Graham,
  14. 1 point
    has anybody got info on hunting boars anywhere in the uk it's something i want to try and would like to hear from anybody who has done this , and were they did it and what dogs they used
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    eny one got eny land we can go and get rid of some rabbits or rats for them we have lot of methords of getting rid of these pests manely ferreting for the rabbits and smokeing the rats out for the terriers let me know if you own a farm or some land what you want rid of these pests and some times we do foxes.
  16. 1 point
    As i explained in previous blog this is my first bullx so apart from a couple of other bullxs i dont have much to compare him to.I quite often find myself thinking on the way my dog works and the style in wich he works.One question that keeps popping up is the way in wich my dog works shot and retrievd foxs,he has no problems in tackling them but its the way in wich he deals with them once caught,after his initial hold of usually the back end .i find that rather hang on anywhere and shake and expose himself to being bitten that he seems to work the fox in a way so that he avoids getting bitten,is this a sign of him being cowardly or clever,he seems to rather than hold on and shake he waits until they try and bite him and then change his grip either for the throat or the back of the neck from there he goes to work om the rib cage and its all over,from what i can gather from other people alot of there dogs will just grab the fox and take whatever punishment rather than avoid it,ive come to the conclusion that his style is less of the terrier grab and shake style and more of the bull terrier style of looking for holds wherby he can infllict damage with out taking it himself although on occassions he has been bitten quite badly but still seen the job through. It seems to me that most bullx owners consider a dog that avoids being bitten as less than commited but to be honest ive come to the opinion that as long as tyke is taking them and avoiding damage im quite happy as he has been laid up a couple of times after getting bitten on the legs and there is nothing worse than a dog in the sick bay especially as the weather conditions seem to turn perfect when youre dogs out of action.To cap it off i think he is using his head as he seems to alter his style and technique to match the quarry that he is facing .I suppose that until youre dog retires,dies or jacks and you can look back and be honest on how he has worked during his career will i get my answer...
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    I have always had stray animals that no one else wanted, dogs cats & ferrets mainly, when i arrived home from work one night i was greeted by my animal hating husband with '' theres someone here to see you'' i thought he ment my mother It was a bloody ferret a skinny tick ridden ferret Oh joy of joys another ferret , i dont want another ferret, well what could i do , she was tucking into some meat & was as expected very quiet, so she was bedded down for the night & then the following day she was checked over She was covered in vasoline to sort the ticks , she picked up no end when she was rid of the horrible things. After a few weeks she gained loads of weight and started to look much better Then by week 4 i noticed her weight gain was really noticable i had a feeling she was pregnant oh lovely well this was confirmed by the vets , so around 3 weeks later she gave birth to a kit , we assumed she had given birth to others as well, but we didnt disturb her & she seemed to settle. The following morning i checked she was ok but for some reason i couldnt settle, so i chanced getting her out the cage & having a look at her, thank god i did , her stomach was still huge & hard I rang the vets & they said bring her donw right away , we took her & they did an ultrasound & confirmed there was at least 1 ferret still inside , but it was dead She behaved perfectly throughout & was given oxytocin & calcium to help her pass the dead kits. she did this within an hour of gettting home thankfully 1 healthy kits being fed & washed todeath The kit progressed quickly & thrived well, Gloria was an excellent mom & did all the hard work. just making sure she didnt stray away from the nest The kit named Charley developed very quickly & was soon munching on meat & as she was the only kit she grew so fast , she changed colour daily , so we didnt know what she was going to be like for sure untill she was fully grown. Her mom did a splendid job rearing her , she was never far away , the kit wasnt to bad handling either , then she started to get rough with her mom dragging her round & generally being naughty, so i decided as the hobs had come out of season to try her with them , there much more used to such rough treatment What a little madam she has turned out to be, she rules the roost & squeels at them & has regular hissy fits if she cant get her own way , so she was re named '' hell kit'' a complete bratt if i am honest, she bites me daily has a real attitude problem with any kind of autority Charley at a few weeks old geting bigger lovely colour little tart Well glorias come along way, she has been sick, given birth & now looks fantastic a shiney thick coat she now has She loves a cuddle the love of his life Charly the kit was re homed to a friend & has started working , earning her keep I think in view of Glorias problems she will be speyed this year, once the vets given her the onceover & she has had a good check up, she is rolling round on her back a lot i have noticed, trying to attract chesters attention the slut
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