lost scouse 46 Posted September 12, 2006 Report Share Posted September 12, 2006 Iam the the only person in my family (that includes cousins) who enjoys hunting (shooting ferreting coursing etc)anyone the same and were does it come from(and me dar was,nt the local poacher) Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Guest MOLLY Posted September 12, 2006 Report Share Posted September 12, 2006 Similar for me, got a terrier pup to keep an older dog id aquired company....she started to kill rabbits and rats...its progressed from there My mother is mortified and wont hear me talk about a day/nights hunting MOLL. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
FastDogz 155 Posted September 12, 2006 Report Share Posted September 12, 2006 Although i havnt got into it properly yet my uncle was a keen hunter with his ferrets,saluki X and hawk used to love it whn hed babble onto my Dad about what hed caught Had a terrier a few years back im sure it was from working lines caught Myxi rabbits but would go after anything although that was just on regular walks. Come from a "traditional" family from Dads side and Mother side cudnt give 2 s**ts about anything really Would be a case of "Nan i caught a elephant with my yorkie (what i dont have) last night!!" shed be "very good dear now listen about that....." Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Guest carra Posted September 13, 2006 Report Share Posted September 13, 2006 Iam the the only person in my family (that includes cousins) who enjoys hunting (shooting ferreting coursing etc)anyone the same and were does it come from(and me dar was,nt the local poacher) was your milk man into hunting Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Gregg Barrow Posted September 13, 2006 Report Share Posted September 13, 2006 I’m in. A friend gave me a copy of a book titled “Where the Red Fern Growsâ€, this was back in 1980. I was training dogs but knew nothing about hunting or hunting dogs and came from a family that purchased its meat wrapped in cellophane. Must have read that book four times during the next week and it was downhill from there. Ordered a copy of Full Cry magazine (US Hound magazine) and contacted a few local hunters in Ontario, Canada. John Jenny and Pastor Hugh Burritt were the first to let me tag along, and while they did show me the ropes, it was their concern for their hounds and the fact that they were good stewards of the game they took that impressed me most. The hounds were a priority and nothing was wasted. We would get in around midnight, take care of the dogs and Mr Jenny would make breakfast and coffee while we sat around the kitchen table and lied about our dogs for an hour or two. Twenty six years later, I’m one of the fortunate few to have both parents still very much alive, and they still can’t figure out why I need all these d@#n dogs I was talking to a local falconer on very much the same subject. He said that his grandfather was the only one that he knew of in his family that hunted. “Matter of fact†he said, “he gave me his .22 when I was only seven years oldâ€. “How do you think he knew?†You must have had "the look" Matt! Gregg The beginning. Could this be...The End? Quote Link to post Share on other sites
dodger 3,590 Posted September 13, 2006 Report Share Posted September 13, 2006 My first taste of hunting was about sixteen years ago a mate of mine had a lab greyhound i tagged along with him a few times and then decided to take an old stray mongrel that had took a shine to me he spent most of his time with me and then every now and then he would take himself off to were he went i don't know but he always turned up a couple of days later he was surprisingly good at finding rabbits had a good nose quite a good bushing dog useful around the gorse bushes i got the buzz and about a year after i invested in my first lurcher and never looked back. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bullmastiff 615 Posted September 13, 2006 Report Share Posted September 13, 2006 About 19-20 years ago my parents moved us down out of west london to get us away from the drugs, gangs and Jamacians, first thing my dad did was find the nearest keeper and offered to give him a hand, he knew nothing of hunting or shooting but soon learnt. Year later me and my brother are being dragged out of bed at silly times in the morning to go on stop or bring in 'a few' hedges (usually about 5 miles of!) before shoot day starts. Then got my first dog, an english springer spanial which I've still got (16yrs old) and never looked back Quote Link to post Share on other sites
lost scouse 46 Posted September 13, 2006 Author Report Share Posted September 13, 2006 CHIEF i started shooting when i was about 15 (air rifles)then bought a large hob ferret did at of ratting with that then got in with lads with lurchers then bought a lurcher .could go on but maybe another day. its god to read im not the only one oh carra we might of had the same milkman :11: Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bullsmilk 2 Posted September 13, 2006 Report Share Posted September 13, 2006 ime the same but when i was about 15 a family of travelers moved in to the house behined me and i caught the bug from them they alays had a lurcher couple of terriers ferts and a aviary full of yellow hammers Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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