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        <link href="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/index.php?/archives/124-The-Incomparable-John-S.-Gates.html" rel="alternate" title="The Incomparable John S. Gates" />
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        <published>2010-09-06T19:31:57Z</published>
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        <title type="html">The Incomparable John S. Gates</title>
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<p>
<!-- s9ymdb:350 --><img width="184" height="193" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/JohnSGates.jpg" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" class="serendipity_image_left" />Born July 10, 1910, in Braggs, Ala., John S. Gates scaled the heights in the bird dog training profession during a career that began in the 1930s. When John Gates retired from actively handling dogs in top flight competitions in 1964, he had won more championship titles with more dogs than any professional handler in the history of field trials.  </p><p>John S. Gates began his unparalleled career like many another budding professional trainer, with early success coming with young dogs. He developed stellar puppies and some carried on as Derby winners, but most of these precocious juveniles failed to achieve all-age success. It was time for re-evaluation of his methods. After studying the procedures of successful trainers and adapting his own effective techniques, John’s pupils began to appear in the winners’ circle with regularity. His first important placement was with Flying Bullet in the 1935 running of the All-America Club’s Open All-Age at Brownville, Tenn. He placed his first Quail Futurity winner in the 1937 running, getting third, and that same winner won the National Championship for John Gates in 1940. The dog was Lester’s Enjoy’s Wahoo and what could have been more fitting than for the same dog and John S. Gates to be voted into the Field Trial Hall of Fame in 1960.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:351 --><img width="436" height="289" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/LestersEnjoysWahoo.jpg" /></p><p><i>National Champion Lester's Enjoy's Wahoo</i></p><p>John S. Gates came into his own in the 1950s and his name and the names of his many winning dogs were on the lips of all field trialers, for they consistently occupied the winners’ circle. The versatility of the Gates technique was evidenced by the fact that the Georgia professional not only compiled a list of impressive wins with dogs brought on by himself from puppyhood, but he was also successful in winning titular honors with veteran campaigners that were added to his string after being well along in age. The Gates technique or trademark was a bold, wide-ranging, independent and indefatigable performer, including some real he-dogs with bullish temperaments, but he also won with the Dresden China type.</p><p>John Gates competed successfully in the endurance stakes, handling the winners of the National Championship twice, the National Free-For-All four times and the National Derby Championship three times. His National Championships were Lester’s Enjoy’s Wahoo and War Storm and his Free-For-All champions were Medallion in 1957 and 1958, Storm Trooper and War Storm.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:352 --><img width="184" height="151" class="serendipity_image_left" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Safari_2.jpg" />It is not possible to compress into space available a list of the many winners John Gates handled. It would include a roster of great ones. John always had a special place in his heart for Lester’s Enjoy’s Wahoo, as did his wife, Maxine, for she always thought old “Wah” was the prettiest moving that ever laid a spoor across a quail field. The Leesburg pro thought highly of Greenwood Bill, a phenomenal bird dog which won a great deal of money to enrich  the Gates exchequer. Safari had to be one of his all-time favorites—“Judy” was indeed a John <!-- s9ymdb:352 -->Gates creation, and she set the world’s record of ten open championships. Her adaptability as well as her amazing ability to orient herself is attested by the success she achieved after John Rex took her over from his father. “It took a year or more for her to really become familiar with me,” said John Rex, “but she surely was an outstanding individual.”</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:340 --><!-- s9ymdb:340 --></p><p>Satilla Wahoo Pete, Medallion and many others benefited from the John Gates genius. Remarkably, many of the outstanding performers became prominent as producers as well. Evidently John Gates could divine the spark of greatness in the dogs he developed, not only as performers but as producers as well. Medallion was a dog that tested all of John Gates’ resourcefulness. Many still talk about the titanic three-hour struggle of Medallion and Palamonium (Clyde Morton) in the Free-For-All finals of 1957.  </p><p>John Gates was objective about dogs. He could see hallmark of class in others. When Clyde Morton fell ill during the 1960 Free-For-All, owner Jimmy Hinton handled Palamonium in the finals. “Sam” was at his finest, but disappeared at an abrupt turn. John Gates appreciated it as much as anyone. He said: “I’d have given $500 of my own money to handle Palamonium in the three-hours.” That was how he reacted to a great dog capable of inspirational performance.</p><p>Not only was John S. Gates renowned for his famous winning field trial dogs, he was also known for his development of top scouts and also other handlers, for the quality of the assistants he trained and brought to a measure of fame. Loran (Peck) Kelly, his scout, who preceded him in death, is remembered for his outstanding scouting excellence. When “Peck” Kelley lost his life in an auto accident, a young John Rex took over scouting. He was no rousing success immediately as he patterned  his efforts after the way Peck had managed things, but when he developed his own techniques, his skills became dominant. </p><p>When surgery precluded John S. Gates from continuing to handle from horseback, John Rex, tutored and polished took over. It was at once recognizable that handling rather than scouting, was his forte. John Rex was an almost instant success. He developed skills, poise, presence, showmanship to rival the salad days of his father. And no one was more proud than John S. Gates.</p><p>Indeed, John S. Gates steeped his entire family with his profound knowledge of dogs and their breeding, their characteristics, temperament and behavior, and each proved a knowledgeable student, deeply interested in breeding and performance records. John frequently said how happy he was that Sheila, his daughter, showed so much enthusiasm—“She’ll be a great breeder,” he averred. “She has the ability to select the proper brood matron to nick with the right stud dog.”</p><p>There are those who contend that selecting a puppy at a very early age is a gamble, but the Gates family seems endowed with ESP; they make it a science.</p><p>It is a close knit family, gracious, respectful, proper in the finest of traditions. What greater honor can be paid to the memory of a man than to be loved and honored by his family as well as by his fellowmen.
</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:339 --><img width="369" height="351" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/JS_Maxine.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>John S. and Maxine Gates, Philema, Georgia</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:341 --><img width="252" height="235" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Medallion.jpg" /></p><p><i>Champion Medallion</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:346 --><img width="252" height="218" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/SusanPeters.jpg" /></p><p><i>The great prairie champion, Susan Peters</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:348 --><img width="252" height="242" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/WarStorm.jpg" /><i></i></p><p><i>Champion War Storm</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:337 --><img width="409" height="318" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/JohnS_JohnR.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><i></i></p><p><i>John S. and John Rex Gates with Champion Paladin's Royal Flush.</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:343 --><img width="326" height="351" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/PeckKelley.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><i></i></p><p><i>Peck Kelley loading dogs at the Gates camp, Broomhill, Manitoba.</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:338 --><img width="465" height="318" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/JohnS_JohnR_OF.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>Dr. I. J. Hammond (owner), John S. Gates and John Rex Gates (handler) with Oklahoma Flush, winner of the 1967 American Field Quail Futurity.  </i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:344 --><img width="436" height="289" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Robin_HunterGates.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><i></i></p><p><i>Robin Gates and son, Hunter Gates, Broomhill, Manitoba, 2008.</i></p><p><i>Reprinted courtesy of the American Field Publishing.</i><br /><i></i><i></i><i></i><i></i><i></i></p><p><i></i></p><p /> 
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        <published>2010-08-22T18:10:29Z</published>
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        <title type="html">Canine Reproduction, Part I</title>
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The resonating clink-clink of the Swiss made bell was audible from the distant covert. Familiar October sights and smells flooded my senses while the heavily white tri-colored setter explored for grouse perfume to surrender her forward progress. My mind wanders to the memory of picking out my first setter pup with grand grouse dog ancestry. I’d love to propagate this setter’s lineage, but I’m a grouse hunter stuck in the Wild West! The airline-cargo nightmares of shipping Canis familiaris to her prospective mate makes my blood pressure soar! Family and career commitments make traveling by car to a far-off northern state impossible. What if I could have the stud dog’s genetic blueprints shipped to me without all the travel hassles? </p><p>A basic knowledge of the canine estrous or reproductive cycle and understanding what specific diagnostic tests and exams are looking for will aid in your quest for the perfect litter. Domestic dogs are monestrus which means they complete one full cycle to the completion of ovulation per estrus (heat) cycle. Their cycle is not dependent on what time of year or season it is and they can cycle one to four times per year depending on the breed or individual bitch. The estrus cycle is divided into the four stages of proestrus, estrus, diestrus, and finally anestrus. Having a general knowledge of the canine estrus cycle can assist in timing the day of ovulation.</p><p><font color="#993300">Proestrus</font> which is the beginning of the heat cycle (duration of about 7 to 9 days on average) where the bitch attracts the male, but she is not receptive to mating just yet. During proestrus, her vulva will start to swell and a serosanguineous (reddish-blood and serum) discharge will develop. Estrogen is the main hormone that is regulating the behavioral and clinic signs of the bitch. Progesterone levels are low (&lt; 1 ng/ml) and the cells seen under the microscope will consist of red blood cell, white blood cells, and normal vaginal epithelial cells.</p><p><font color="#993300">Estrus</font> is the next stage of the heat cycle and can range from 1 to 3 weeks in duration on average. This is the time when the bitch is receptive to the male. Hormonally, estrogen levels will begin to drop and subsequently progesterone levels will begin to rise. Later it will become apparent why we monitor progesterone levels when we artificially inseminate dogs. The vulva is still swollen and has a lighter pink discharge instead of the red discharge seen in proestrus. Estrus is complete when the eggs from the ovaries are ovulated and become mature for fertilization to occur. Vaginal epithelial cells seen under the microscope are mostly cornified and there is not a lot of “background” cells such as red blood and white blood cells.</p><p><font color="#993300">Diestrus</font> is the next stage to follow in the estrus cycle and can range up to 4 months in length. During this stage the bitch is no longer receptive to the male, and her vulva returns to normal with no visible discharge. Progesterone levels are at their highest concentration during this phase. Mammary development occurs at the end of this period prior to parturition or whelping of the puppies.</p><p>Finally, <font color="#993300">anestrus</font> is the last phase of the heat cycle and this is the longest period lasting up to 4 months or more. During anestrus, the bitch is not receptive to mating and the estrogen and progesterone levels are at their lowest levels. This is considered a dormant or inactive stage of the canine estrus cycle.</p><p>Why is it important to understand the diagnostic test available and what their respective results mean to determine the day of ovulation? This is a great question to consider when managing the breeding in a bitch that is to be artificially inseminated or in one that has been difficult to get pregnant. When considering whether or not to artificially inseminate your bitch, several terms will be used by your veterinarian. Vaginal cytology, LH surge, progesterone levels, transcervical insemination versus surgical insemination, fresh chilled semen versus frozen semen, the list goes on.  </p><p>Timing of ovulation is of critical importance when considering artificial insemination in the bitch because optimal fertility can be expected between 2 and 4 days after she has ovulated. The best way to determine the time of ovulation is to monitor her blood progesterone concentrations. During proestrus, the progesterone levels are very low (usually less than 1 ng/ml) until the very late stages. LH is a hormone from the pituitary gland that aids in control of the estrus cycle. There is an increase of LH at the very end of proestrus which is referred to as the LH surge.  This surge causes the follicles on the ovaries to rapidly mature and get ready to be ovulated. The progesterone levels at the time of the LH surge climb from less than 1 to about 1.3 ng/ml. Dogs will typically ovulate 2 to 4 days after this LH surge. Progesterone levels will reach 5 ng/ml once ovulation has occurred (Remember—optimum conception is 2 days post ovulation or 2 days post progesterone levels of 5 ng/ml). </p><p>Canine ova (eggs) are ovulated and must go through a maturation phase that can take 48 to 72 hours. So again the optimal time to artificially inseminate the bitch is 2 to 3 days after their progesterone levels have reached 5 ng/ml (which is the progesterone concentration at ovulation). In the average bitch this is about 12 to 14 days from the onset of proestrus or when she first went into heat.</p><p>Once determination of ovulation is complete, now it’s time to deposit the semen into the uterus.mThis can be done surgically or transcervically (across the cervix) via the usage of a rigid endoscope and fiber optics. Surgical AI is when the bitch is placed under general anesthesia and the uterus is gently exteriorized from the abdominal cavity and the semen is injected directly into the uterus. This is a fairly reliable method, but has the risks of anesthesia associated with it, and canine conception rates that vary.  </p><p>A recently popular method of transcervical AI is now being used in many veterinary clinics around the US. This is a procedure that does not require general anesthesia and dogs seem to tolerate it fairly well with mild physical restraint. Transcervical insemination involves the usage a ridged fiber optic scope to aid in visualizing the cervix and gentling inserting a polypropylene catheter through the cervix to insert the semen. This is a very effect and safe way to inseminate your bitch without the risk of general anesthesia with relatively decent canine conception rates.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:336 --><img height="313" width="490" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/SetterPups.jpg" />  <i></i></p><p><i>The other half of the equation is, of course, the collection, quality, handling and delivery of the selected sire’s semen. ”Canine Reproduction, Part II” will cover that topic. </i></p>
 
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        <published>2010-08-09T11:15:09Z</published>
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        <title type="html">Great Performances ~ Grouse Ridge Storm</title>
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<!-- s9ymdb:212 --><img height="169" width="234" class="serendipity_image_left" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/GreatPerformances_sm_1.jpg" /><p>Of the half dozen or so really memorable performances I have witnessed, Grouse Ridge Storm’s 1994 win of the Grand National Grouse Championship at Gladwin, Michigan has to be one of them.</p><p>It was a tough stake — birds were really down for Gladwin. The judges were Dave Grubb from right there in Michigan and Ron Ashfield from New Brunswick. Dave, of course, had run on those grounds many times himself. If I remember right, the dogs got split up early on in the hour so Dave had Grouse Ridge Storm for the whole brace.</p><p>Storm, handled by Dave Hughes, ran huge. He had that kind of ground-eating gait and was on a mission from the first cast till the moment he was picked up. Every time I thought he was gone, he’d show to the front, right where he should have been and hunting every step of the way. At about the half, a grouse flew out of a tree and I remember hoping that wasn’t going to be Storm's lost opportunity. It wasn’t. Maybe 12 or so minutes later, his bell stopped way out in front. We had to walk a hundred yards before we even saw him, standing tall, facing us still about 80 yards off looking bold and confident. As Dave started towards him, a grouse exploded from right in front of him and blew back over his head. Storm never flinched. It was a beautiful piece of work.</p><p>Of course, the dog was really on fire after that but still handled and showed when he was called on. I knew that performance was going to be hard to beat. They had four or five other good ones but nothing I saw came close so, in my mind, the judges got it right.</p><p /><p><img height="344" width="436" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/GRStorm.jpg" /></p><i><p><i xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"></i></p><p><i xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"></i></p><p>Grouse Ridge Storm</p></i><!-- s9ymdb:332 --><p /><p><i></i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:334 --><img height="217" width="436" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/1994GNGC_2.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>Judge Dave Grubb, reporter Dave Fletcher, judge Ron Ashfield, Dave Hughes with Grouse Ridge Storm, Scott Chaffee with runner-up Jet's Aimee, various field trial officials and well-wishers.</i></p><p><a href="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/1994_GNG_Report_Excerpt.pdf" title="1994_GNG_Report_Excerpt.pdf" target="_blank">1994_GNG_Report_Excerpt.pdf</a></p><p>Photos, excerpt of report courtesy of The American Field</p>
 
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        <published>2010-08-01T16:12:38Z</published>
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<p><!-- s9ymdb:322 --></p><p /><p><!-- s9ymdb:326 --><img height="300" width="490" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Natal_CapRock.jpg" /></p><p><i>&quot;Hangberg&quot; with a brace working it’s base.</i></p><p>The South African Natal Field Trials should be on any serious pointing dog enthusiast’s list of trials to attend before they die.</p><p>The venue the trials are conducted on are amongst the highest in the world — part of it is at an altitude of 2,400 meters (1.49 miles). They are also run on the greatest range of wild game bird species and on the widest range of terrain. During this most recent trial, game birds dogs produced included redwing on the mountain plateaus, greywing on the slopes, guineafowl and quail in the prairie and snipe and swainson in the brush choked river valleys — six different species in very different habitats.</p><p>They are certainly unique in being the only trial in the world where dogs have to work between herds of zebra, black wildebeest, rhebok and blesbok (and occasionally be chased by them), and where the gallery includes baboons and lions!</p><p>The 2010 trials were concluded last week. Turnout was exceptionally low this year. This is likely due to the holding of the inaugural Central and Zimbabwean Field Trials in the previous two weeks, (with many handlers choosing to support the new clubs), as well as the South African Falconry Association meet the following week. Many field trialers also fly falcons. Both the above-mentioned trials had a good number of entrants. </p><p>Despite the low turnout the Natal Trial was very successful, with plenty of birds, good weather and scenting conditions and great dog work. The Highveld is dry and cold in winter with wildly fluctuating temperatures. This year was no exceptions, with temperatures ranging from 18 degrees to 76 degrees fahrenheit over the week of the trial. However, there was little wind and no precipitation which kept things enjoyable for everyone. The reduced field gave the dogs more time to show their stuff, and meant the gallery had lengthy breaks — much appreciated in the hot weather of the last day.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:321 --><!-- s9ymdb:325 --><img height="261" width="490" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Natal_callbacks.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>The dogs called back on the last day for the judges to take look at again.</i></p><p>In all there were 56 entrants in this year’s trial, two GSPs, two setters and 52 pointers. The trial was won by von Bush Bush Druid, a male black and white pointer owned by Janet Snow, with his littermate, von Bush Bush Orca, also a male black and white and last year’s Dog of the Year, taking second place.</p> <!-- s9ymdb:324 --><!-- s9ymdb:327 --><img height="323" width="490" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Natal_toast.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><p /><p><i>Chief Judge, Taffy Walsh at the end of the trial, toasting the dogs.</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:323 --><!-- s9ymdb:329 --><img height="392" width="436" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Natal_map2.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>Map of South Africa showing the location of their trials.</i></p><p>Additional photos of the 2010 Natal Field Trial have been added to the South African Field Trial slideshow (album eight).</p><!-- s9ymdb:323 --> 
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        <published>2010-07-18T23:46:00Z</published>
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Southeast of Sedgefield Plantation’s manor house is a memorial heralding an extraordinary gun dog Hall of Fame. The roll of honor is a celebration of immortals: Paladin, Rapid Transit, Ariel, Luminary, Timbuctoo, Superlette ....dogs that won the National Championship, the Free-For-All, the National Derby.<br /><p /><p /><p>These champions and others of equal stature were trained and handled by Clyde Morton who won eleven National titles with seven dogs.</p><p>At another cemetery a mile away lies Wrapup, Spats, and Allure. Together they won two Nationals, one National Derby and seven Free-For-Alls. These wins were posted by Billy Morton (no relation to Clyde).</p><p>The legend of this Alberta, Alabama kennel runs through the initial owner A. G. C. Sage, on to the present Jimmy Hinton of Tuscaloosa, who together had the two Mortons train for them plus the initial helmsman J. L. Holloway.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:316 --><!-- s9ymdb:316 --><!-- s9ymdb:316 --><!-- s9ymdb:319 --><img height="187" width="178" class="serendipity_image_left" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/ManRand_hshot.serendipityThumb.jpg" />Now all this is stunningly impressive and more than a little complicated to recount. Yet my emphasis here is not on <!-- s9ymdb:316 -->the above named men, nor the dogs. No. There is a silent, inconspicuous thread that runs through the fabric of these data, and these laurels. A part of Sedgefields as sure as the winding lane to the manor house, the great white-painted barn and the continual call of bobwhite on the hills and in the hollows is a slightly stooped, fluidly moving, soft-spoken, hands-in-pockets, 73-year-old Negro man named Ben (Man) Rand, Jr., who has put his touch of magic, his life and his sagacity on all but two of the National champions cited above and has not only hand-reared and partly trained all other dogs on the Honor Roll, but scouted each of them to their championships as well.</p><p>In all of American gun dog history I can recall no man who has figured into the making of so many champions  as has Man Rand. He is, then, in my opinion, one of the most notable gun dog men America has ever produced.</p><p>I wait for Man in the barn on a sawhorse with a saddle blanket for padding. When Man joins me he brings a red nylon tape check cord snapped to his star pupil, Alluring, who has just  won the National Free-For-All Championship and ran in the Nationals. Her trainer, Billy Morton, probably Man’s greatest fan and along with Jimmy Hinton, his most devoted friend, enters the barn and finds a perch. Jimmy Hinton joins us to lean on the stairs to the loft. We all start talking in the hallway of the great barn.</p><p>Man rode scout when Mr. Clyde won nine of his eleven National Championships. For Billy Morton, Man has scouted two more National champs. But before Clyde Morton died, he told Man, “I’ll always be two Nationals ahead of you.” Now the two are tied. Man wanted one more win—TO WIN! He must win, he says, he must win...and his voice trails off, as he looks off to the distance and takes a shallow breath.</p><p>Ben Rand Jr., was born on Sedgefield Plantation in 1917. His father worked there; he was one of the men who, shovel by shovel, built the hill on which the manor house sits. When Man was about eight, he was told to sit at a gate with a switch and let the wagon horses in but “whoop,” as he says it, the bird dogs or field trial horses from getting out. Man sat there for years as the plantation was built.</p><p>Louis Holloway, Mr. Sage's first dog trainer, took a liking to the slight lad (Man says he’s 5’7” and weighs 145 pounds) and used to ride up to the clapboard and galvanized roof plantation schoolhouse and hiss for the boy to slip out. As Holloway would distract the teacher in talk, Man would slink to the offside of the horse and climb up under Holloway's hunting coat, then the trainer would say out loud, ‘Well I got to be goin’ down yonder...”</p><p>Later with the bird dogs down and running, young Man Rand would put his bare feet in Mr. Holloway’s coat pockets and cling to the man’s neck as they soared over the grounds. Then when a dog struck point, Holloway would leap to earth to work the dog at wing and shot while Man walked the horse forward.</p><p>Later Man was given puppies to walk, to introduce to man and land and bird. Later still, he was training from womb to tomb. The dogs won like no other kennel of dogs ever won. And the owners and trainers would pose for the photographers with Man and dog and be handed their silver trophies and step to the limelight while Man and dog melted into the background to sit on the horse-drawn wagon, or later, inside the cab of a pickup truck. And as the record of wins grew, the owners and trainers and dogs were all voted into the Field Trial Hall of Fame. And the silent, out-of-sight Negro scout with the magic voice  and hands that did to bird dogs what master sculptors do to clay would begin that next Monday morning with his feed pans and his cooing voice and his soft hands to groom, and form, and love the dogs to more wins, still.</p><p>I don’t know for sure, but I think as common reason would have anyone think, that Man has stood and waited for some part of sixty years for a writer to show up, and put the ink on him, to tell you, the reader, of the endless days of whispering to dogs the ambitions he bore, the frustrations he endured, the never-ending hope that one day he, too, could receive and hang (that which he as much as any man who has ever lived has earned) a Field Trial Hall of Fame scroll on his scanty cabin wall. </p><p>If gun dogdom won’t vote him in, his dogs would. Dogs who knew the scout’s voice and touch before they ever saw daylight, who sat with him in the barn with the buck, who walked the fields on ropes, who later cast to hell and gone with the frail Negro man riding a tornado of a horse so no dog ever evaded him.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:317 --><!-- s9ymdb:317 --></p><!-- s9ymdb:317 --><img height="187" width="182" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/ClydeMorton.serendipityThumb.jpg" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" class="serendipity_image_left" />Billy Morton sums it all up for me in one statement. He says, “Mr. Clyde didn’t like Ariel because he wouldn’t do anything in training. He would only perk up at a field trial with the horses around and all the excitement. Yet, this is the only dog that ever won the National Championship three times and Man Rand trained him.<p /><p>There are Hall-of-Famers who did less.</p><p>Or as Hinton, the boss, says, “Man just learned to think like a dog...he can ride up over the top of a hill and nine times out of ten look it over and say if I was a dog I’d go this way. He’s always right.”</p><p>More than a hundred years have passed since the first field trial was run in America. Since that time the stalwarts of the game have elected professional trainers, their patrons, gun dog writers, noted gun dog breeders, landed gentry, seasoned amateurs, and other devotees to the Field Trial Hall of Fame.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:314 --><img height="168" width="187" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/BillTarrant.serendipityThumb.jpg" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" class="serendipity_image_left" />As an elector to that august body, not only does Man Rand get my vote but I call upon my fellow electors to cast their ballots for this humble scout as well.</p><p>I know for Man this is a backdoor hope, something not granted—not even considered—for his likes before. But the America of my pride has always awarded merit. May pride shine now.</p><br /><i>Man Rand was elected into the Field Trial Hall of Fame the following year, 1991.</i><br /><p><i>He scouted 13 National Champions, 19 National Free-For-All Champions, 10 American Field Quail Futurity winners and 11 National Derby Champions. These statistics do not take into account the many other placements Clyde Morton won on the Canadian prairies handling dogs for A.G.C. Sage.</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:318 --><img height="384" width="300" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/ManRand_Allure.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i></i></p><p><i></i></p><p><i></i></p><p><i></i></p><p><i>Man with Allure</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:313 --><img height="386" width="408" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Jrex_BMorton_ManRand.jpg" /></p><p><i>1971 National Free-For-All Championship—Wrapup, the Winner is on the left with Ben Rand Jr., fabled scout for Clyde Morton, and Oklahoma Flush, close contender, with Tommy Long, scout. Standing, John Rex Gates, left, handler of Flush, and Billy Morton, handler of Wrapup.</i></p><p>Having seen so many great dogs and having been associated with so 
many important champions, which five did Man like best? Ariel was his 
number one, followed by Luminary, Palamonium, Wrapup and Allure.
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<p><i></i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:312 --><img height="299" width="408" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Ariel.jpg" /></p><p><i>Man's all-time favorite dog was three time National Championship winner, Ariel.</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:311 --><img height="299" width="408" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Allure.jpg" /><i></i></p><p><i>Allure </i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:315 --><img height="386" width="325" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/ManRand_Alluring.jpg" /></p><p><i>Man in front of the Sedgefield's manor house with Champion Alluring</i>.</p><p><i></i></p><p><a target="_blank" title="BenManRandJr.HOF.pdf" href="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/BenManRandJr.HOF.pdf">BenManRandJr.HOF.pdf</a></p><p><i>Reprinted with permission from The American Field.</i></p><p><i></i></p> 
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        <published>2010-07-07T15:37:41Z</published>
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<!-- s9ymdb:212 --><img width="234" height="169" class="serendipity_image_left" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/GreatPerformances_sm_1.jpg" /></p><p>Through the years I have been fortunate to witness some great races on the Canadian prairies. The prairies are a measurement of a dog who must be able to run them to the extreme if he or she is to be called an “all-age” contender. Whether it be the prairies of Mortlach, Stoughton, or Broomhill, the requirements are the same. One would like to see a great race rewarded, but that is not always the case when there is an absence of bird work. Such was the case in September 2006 during the running of the Pelican Open contested in Broomhill, Manitoba.</p><p>Lester’s Absolute handled by Colvin Davis was loosed in the rough pasture east of the Davis camp to begin the sixth brace of the stake. Heavy rain and wind had caused a two-hour delay and the threat of more rain was evident as dark clouds rolled across the prairie sky. Absolute wasted no time in going to the likely places in the rough pasture. Finding no game in the pasture, he crossed over into the Gervin alfalfa field. He was putting distance between himself and Colvin. He stayed on the north line in the alfalfa field and was last seen nearing the boundary road as Colvin entered the alfalfa field. Colvin stayed the course as he turned toward the Forsythe stubble field. Rip (Absolute) began to exhibit his training and desire to stay with Colvin because, although at a great distance, he turned on his own toward the front. He stayed on the east field edges as he took in the Forsythe and Tillbury fields. The distance between boundary roads here is one mile. Rip was consistently three quarters of a mile from Colvin. The course turned back west at the boundary road, but Rip held the line and continued southward. Normally the scout would have been dispatched, but the distance was much too great. Colvin continued to ride at his normal pace and “sing” to Rip. We watched as Rip neared the next boundary road and were amazed when he turned at the road. He was literally over a mile from his handler when he passed the distant farm headquarters without stopping. Rip continued to stay at this distance for the remainder of his bid, but he was never out of contact with Colvin. He crossed into the Gervin property and was seen working the shelterbelts as he headed toward Broomhill. Time was called as Colvin topped the rise in the alfalfa field. Rip was not in sight, but then he was spotted along the abandoned railroad roadbed still running hard almost a mile to the front. During the brace he had consistently stayed to the front at a range of three quarters of a mile and at times reaching a mile.  </p>Rip did not place in this trial; there were other dogs with acceptable races and bird work, but he laid down one of the greatest all-age prairie races that has ever been run. It was a race that will be forever etched into the memories of all who saw it.<br /><!-- s9ymdb:306 --><img width="436" height="246" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/LestersAbsolute.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><p /><p><i>Lester's Absolute, 2006, Broomhill, Manitoba</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:309 --><img width="436" height="244" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Covin_Mazie_Rip.jpg" /><i></i></p><i><p>Colvin &amp; Mazie Davis, Lester's Absolute, 2006, Broomhill, Manitoba</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:308 --><img width="436" height="264" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/WilliamSmith.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><i></i></p><p><i>William Smith during a coffee break judging the 2007 Manitoba Championship in Broomhill. Also pictured, Canadian Vizsla trainer/handler John Reid, Randy Anderson, Ben Adams (judge), Mazie Davis and Hunter Gates.</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:307 --><img width="436" height="313" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/LestersAbsolute_2.jpg" /><i></i></p><p><i>Lester's Absolute, 2007</i><i></i></p></i>
 
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<!-- s9ymdb:212 --><img width="234" height="169" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/GreatPerformances_sm_1.jpg" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" class="serendipity_image_left" />I guess my favorite field trial bitch of all time was Stanton’s Victory. Her kennel name, of course was “Vicky”!!!</p><p>The first time I saw Vicky as an all-age performer was at the Continental Championship in 1955. </p><p>A freak “Blue Norther” misdirected from Texas and Oklahoma eastward to Georgia blew in at the Georgia-Florida border, about 30 miles east of Tallahassee, where we were running.</p><p>I was thirty years old and I had never seen sleet and hominy snow that far south. It was about January 24th, and the system just invaded, with winds over 25 miles an hour. You could tell, because the broom sedge was bending almost horizontal to the ground.</p><p>Judge Dick Dumas was into his handy slicker suit in a flash. Dr. Earl Miles, from Brooklyn, donned his parka and drew the string tight. I had no rain suit.</p><p>But Stanton’s Victory and one-eyed Howard Kirk, who had walked iron, cared not one whit for the inclemency.</p><p>Mrs. Livingston’s quail greeted the storm with glee and paraded out to meet Vicky.</p><p>She pointed first at some budding plum bushes. That’s how warm it had been. She had ‘em right in front of her, and Howard showed the birds. About nine minutes later, and I could see her pink-frosted tipped tail now, trembling and high.</p><p>Now it sleeted and visibility was bad—for everyone except Howard Kirk and Vicky. Howard picked his leather and ruberoid hat off of his bald head a third time and the little ice granules showered and bounced off his pate as he rode to a hilltop.</p><p>I was soaked and shivering and I cannot remember whether the other dog had been taken up or not. But, for one reason or another, as soon as he had Vicky away from that last find, Howard drifted back behind Judge Dumas to Dr. Earl Miles, reached over, and drew the drawstring bowknot loose from Dr. Miles slicker-parka top, and hollered in his ear:</p><p>“Tha’ll due respect. Doc Miles, you cannot see nothin’ through that consti-pated lil hole, now!!! Come on up here, throw that parka back and watch this bitch... Cause she’s dam sure winning this champeeenship!!!”</p><p>As we finished that brace, and Howard rubbed Vicky down, Mrs. Eleanor Livingston, owner of Dixie Plantation, sent her horse trainer in a jeep to get me. He wasn’t ever solicitous of anyone’s discomfort, left to his own designs and decisions.</p><p>“Mrs. Livingston says you get down and get to a dry warm place,” he said sternly. “You ain’t dressed for this.” I hadn’t noticed that my windbreaker and vest were soaked through. My old newsman’s fedora was soppy like a rag. Only my behind was dry. Well...damp.</p><p>“Okay, J. B.,” I said. “She’s got more sense than all of us. This field trial is over, anyway...”</p><p>And it was. But here’s a sequel.</p><p>A shooting dog entrepreneur tried all spring and summer to buy Vicky from her owner, Mr. Mitchell. This man from up east had enough money to burn up a snow packed woolly mammoth, but he balked within a few dollars of Mr. Mitchell’s asking price.</p><p>Howard Kirk told John S. Gates what was happening, and hinted that Gates had “some owner, certainly” who could step in and snatch up the great young bitch. “If I can’t keep her, I hope you can get her,” Kirk reportedly said.</p><p>On the anniversary of Vicky’s miraculous performance, John Gates turned her loose at Dixie Plantation in the Continental again. This year it was 80 degrees in the shade in January, and it hadn’t rained between Monticello, Florida and Quitman, Georgia in five weeks.</p><p>Vicky swept away independently and had three finds in the first 40 minutes, all perfect. Then she was gone for a while. I don’t remember just how long, but it was nearly 15 minutes, and she was a front running, showy field trial performer, and this was extremely uncharacteristic. </p><p>She came back from the left side of the course, and had three more finds—one on which she was found straight ahead and to the right under a live oak, near pickup time, the 110-minute mark.</p><p>She won the Championship for the second consecutive year.</p><p>But, for the time she was gone, she had been, mistakenly, collared and locked in the Quail Lodge kennel by another dog trainer. And, she was released by another pro, who hastily interceded and directed her back to her handler, Gates and the horse gallery.</p><p>I always wondered who the zealous fellow was and who the good Samaritan was. About two months before he died, John told me who the trainer was who returned Vicky to the field trial in time to keep her from being disqualified. It was Bill Conlin, a classically educated architect who was smitten with pointers and setters and trained professionally for the “eastern circuit” and attended some Southern trials and trained in Canada. He and I were always very close, I thought. We were drawn to one another and discussed many things outside Birdogdom. But he never told me who put Vicky up.</p><p>Just four years later, a great old Hall-of-Famer, Ed Farrior, won his last championship at the Continental with Crossmoke, a white an orange pointer bitch, whose last find was so far away, that Mr. Farrior didn’t get there for four minutes. Prior to that, the large gallery and both judges took at least three minutes to get to the live oak copse where John Gates sat on his horse, hat raised. He had called point for Mr. Farrior and remained there, protecting the bitch and her “find”, until judges and handler could get there.</p><p>In doing so, he neglected his own brag dog, Medallion, which was soon lost out of judgment. Mr. Farrior and Crossmoke won the title, of course. I can remember one dog trainer in that gallery, Winfred Campbell, crying... Huge tears rolling down his cheeks. I remember thinking at the time. “Yeah, that’s really unselfish of John but isn’t Winfred overreacting?”</p><p>Then, on April 11, 2005, I have corroboration of an aged suspicion, born on that desert-like day of Crossmoke’s triumph at Dixie.</p><p>A witness has unloaded on me: It was Mr. Farrior who, believing she was lost and out of judgment, mistakenly placed Vicky in the kennel in 1956, and John Gates repaid him with gallantry.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:305 --><img width="358" height="278" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/StantonsVictory.jpg" /></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:296 --></p><p><i>Stanton's Victory</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:303 --><img width="273" height="279" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/HowardKirk_1.jpg" /></p><p><i></i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:299 --></p><p><i>Howard Kirk</i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:301 --><img width="255" height="279" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Bill_JSGates_1.jpg" /></p><p><i></i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:297 --></p><p><i>John S. 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Early in 1973, I attended my first field trial in a scouting capacity for my husband Colvin Davis who was, at the time, competing with shooting dogs. And I met Sherry there for the first time as we rode side by side scouting. I was nervous, of course and she could tell. I will always recall her looking me square in the eye and saying “You sit a horse well. You can do this — just believe in yourself.”<br />
 
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<p><!-- s9ymdb:294 --><img width="360" height="250" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Tomoka_FuturityWin.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" />
</p><p><i>Tomoka Wins the 1971 National Shooting Dog Futurity. Standing furthest to the right behind Harold Ray and Tomoka is Sherry. The little guy next to George Tracy in the front row, left is Doug Ray.</i></p><p>Sherry Ray Ebert has dedicated much of her life to field trials, the development of field trial bird dogs and sharing her vast knowledge and experience with others. Her extraordinary contribution to the sport is unquestionable.  </p><p>As a young horse trainer, Sherry entered the world of pointing dogs when she married Harold Ray at the age of 17 and they began training bird dogs with the great trainer, Fred Bevan. Within two years they were hired by Elwin Smith thus beginning a relationship that was to endure for thirty-two years and resulted in 25 champions winning over 60 championships. These include dogs that are familiar to most of us including (Hall of Fame Dogs): Champion Tomoka, Champion The Performer, Champion Destinare, Champion Bonafide and National Shooting Dog Champions: Champion Tomoka and Champion Righteous Dan. As well as expertly scouting these dogs to their wins, Sherry was indispensable to their development.</p><p>In the early prairie trials she attended, she rode every brace to watch and learn from the best, including John S. Gates, Fred Arant, Herman Smith and Bud Daugherty. This dedicated approach to her new profession soon earned her a reputation once noted by field trial reporter and writer, Everett Skehan, “Sherry Ray is a fierce competitor, rated by many professionals as one of the most talented and productive scouts in the country and an excellent trainer in her own right.” Her tenacity and dedication would not only earn her this reputation but also as one who would help if you needed her and give her all when she did. </p><p>Sherry also raised the puppies born at the Smith’s Waynesboro, Georgia farm, often sleeping in the kennel house awaiting the arrival of a litter. She recognized early-on the importance of handling young pups for them to rise to a championship level.</p><p>Elwin and Inez Smith held Sherry in such high esteem that when Harold was called to military service or incapacitated due to injury they were confident that Sherry could carry on alone. She never let them down.</p><p>In 1995, Sherry began training dogs for the public. She has had her hand in the development of many champions — most of whom are known to American Field pointer/setter/Brittany trialers including shooting dog and all-age Champions: Amirage, Anastasia, Brownhaven Burning Bright, Brownhaven Steel Magnolia, Cindy Crawford, Fenner’s Jumpin Jack Flash, Game Maker, Gandolf, High Definition, Hytest Abby, and Jetsetter...and countless more AKC Irish setter and Brittany field trial champions.  </p><p>Sherry is highly valued as in judge both here and abroad. Her assignments have included: Continental All-Age Championship, Georgia All-Age Championship, Michigan Shooting Dog Championship, Midwest Shooting Dog Championship, National Amateur Derby Championship, Northeast Shooting Dog Championship, the prestigious Ga-Lina Amateur Classic and all but two of the AKC breed National Championships...and many more.</p><p>Sherry Ray Ebert more than fulfills the criteria a candidate in consideration for the Hall of Fame is expected to meet.</p><p><font color="#993300">1. An Individual’s contribution to the sport of field trials is of the highest priority.</font> </p><p><i>Over the past 5 decades, Sherry:</i><br />• was a founder of the famed Ga-Lina Amateur Field Trial Club.<br />• worked on fund raising efforts for the AFTCA 20th Century Fund.<br />• conducted seminars for the AFTCA to attract new participants into the sport. <br />• has generously contributed her time and expertise helping amateur handlers improve their skills and achieve success with their own dogs.<br />• has served as an ambassador to the Japanese field trial community.<br />• worked tirelessly to help defeat North Dakota House Bill #1499 in 2009, which would have prevented out-of-state professional trainers from training in that state in the summer.</p><p><font color="#993300">2. The sport is better because of this person’s involvement with the game.</font> </p><p><i>During her long involvement in the sport, Sherry:</i><br />• was instrumental in the success of the Smith Setters breeding program for 32 years.<br />• scouted 25 champions to 60 championship titles, four of those champions are in the Field Trial Hall of Fame and two are National Shooting Dog Champions.<br />• was the first woman to handle the winner in an open shooting dog championship defeating 75 of the countries top contenders.<br />• handled the winner of the English Setter Derby Award.<br />• continues to train and campaign English and Irish setters and won the Irish Setter Club of America National Championship and Runner-up in 2009.<br />• has judged and continues to judge some of the most prestigious open and amateur all-age and shooting dog championships in the United States and Japan.</p><p><font color="#993300">3. A person’s contributions to the sport should have been made over a goodly span of years.</font></p><p>• Sherry has been involved in the sport of field trialing for 48 years.  <br />• over that span of time, she has proven her dedication to the dogs in her care and to the entire sport through her generosity and honorable conduct.<br />• Her understanding of dogs and her ability to get the best performance out of each individual is legendary.  <br />• She has mentored countless amateur handlers and watched them achieve success.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:295 --><img width="436" height="365" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Sherry_Inez.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>Sherry with Inez Smith.</i></p><p><i></i></p><p><i>Strideaway is proud to have Sherry as one of our contributors. We believe her nearly 5 decades of dedication and generosity to this sport in almost every facet qualifies her for the distinction of being honored through election to the Hall of Fame. Please join us in your support of Sherry Ray Ebert.  </i></p><p><i>Top photo courtesy of The American Field.</i><br />
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<!--StartFragment-->As we approach the <i>Dog Days of Summer</i>, remember to be judicious about training your bird dogs during the intense heat of the day. Exercise and muscular activity can rapidly drive our bird dog’s body temperature to a life threatening level. Heat stroke can develop and lead to the death of your athletic partner.  <p /><p>What is heat stroke? Heat stroke is a form of hyperthermia (extremely elevated body temp) that occurs when a dog’s heat-dissipating mechanisms of their body cannot accommodate extreme temperatures. The mechanisms to dissipate heat include panting and sweating; heat is removed from the body by the evaporation of sweat and dilation of blood vessels. Dogs do not sweat the way horses or people do, so they rely mainly on panting and dilation of the peripheral blood vessels to remove excess heat. Body temperatures in the dog that exceed 106° F without evidence of an infection suggest hyperthermia (a normal dog temperature can vary from 100 to 102.6° F, and a fever is when their temperature is greater than 103° F). The critical temperature for our bird dogs when they are hyperthermic is 109° F—as this is the temperature that is associated with heat stroke and organ failure!</p><p>When a dog reaches the 109° F core body temperature, thermal cellular damage begins. Excessive heat causes cellular death leading to multiple organ (liver, brain, kidney, gastrointestinal, muscles) failure and ultimately death may result.</p><p>Signs to look for while in the field include excessive panting, high rectal body temperature, excessive salivation, brick-red gums, higher than normal heart rates <i>(it’s a good idea to know what your bird dog’s normal body temp and heart rate is)</i>, difficulty breathing, bloody diarrhea or bloody vomit, dizziness, disorientation, muscle tremors or weakness, changes in behavior—just to list a few.</p><p>Factors that can influence the severity of heat stroke include age, obesity, long hair coat, poor acclimation, poor conditioning, underlying heart or lung disease, dehydration, and most importantly, a previous history of heat stroke or other heat-related disease such as heat exhaustion. Dogs that have had a previous heat-related injury are much more prone to having a second episode because their heat regulatory center in the brain is most likely already damaged.</p><p>What can you do to immediately begin treatment in the field while on your way to the nearest hospital? Spray your dog with water or immerse their entire body prior to traveling to the nearest hospital. Use a cooling fan if at all possible or place them in a well ventilated area to aid in evaporation. You can soak the dog’s feet and groin/armpit area with rubbing (isopropyl) alcohol to aid in convection or removal of heat. Monitor the dog’s temperature constantly; once they return to 103° F, stop all cooling procedures because they can become hypothermic very suddenly. <i>DO NOT</i> use ice on the dogs because it causes the blood vessels to constrict which will impede heat removal. Be very careful in giving them both food and water once they are in heat stroke as it may cause severe gastrointestinal distress. Move your dog promptly to the nearest hospital for further treatments—which may include IV fluids and other emergency protocols deemed necessary by your veterinarian. Blood work can assist your veterinarian in assessing the degree of organ distress or damage such as the liver, kidneys, and pancreas.  </p><p>Some things that I do with my own dogs are to condition them early in the morning when the sun is not directly over head. I offer them cool water before and after exercise. I work them in an area with lots of available ground water for dunking and drinking. Make sure you force regular breaks or periods of rest on your dogs! <i>Make them rest and rehydrate them often!</i> When you are finished training, place your bird dogs in an air conditioned car with you. Finally, condition, condition, and condition them! Heat stroke is a condition that can be avoided by using an ounce of prevention!  </p><p><!-- s9ymdb:292 --><img width="360" height="264" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/DrinkingWater.jpg" /></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:293 --><img width="360" height="233" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/FinSwimming.jpg" /></p><font size="2" face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial;"><span></span><o:p /></span></font>

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<!-- s9ymdb:290 --><!-- s9ymdb:291 --><img width="270" height="313" class="serendipity_image_left" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/BobwhiteQuail.jpg" />Action generates reaction….and sometimes inaction gets you the same result. Bobwhite quail, unfortunately, suffer from both maladies. </p><p>Our collective actions over a half-century—intensified farming, forestry, and urbanization—have gobbled up prime quail habitat. And while conversion to ag lands and covering habitat with houses are what we usually associate with wildlife loss—the same result has come through inaction. Lack of land disturbance can be as negative for quail as direct habitat loss. Without the benefits of prescribed fire or mechanical management to set back plant succession, quail cover quickly becomes overgrown and choked with plant litter, brushy habitat becomes forest, and productive grasslands lose their vigor. </p><p>This decades-long assault on habitat has had serious effects. From 1980 to 2000, bobwhites declined range-wide by an average of nearly 70%, and much more than that in some states. The Southeastern Association of Fish and Wildlife Agencies—whose members manage wildlife in 16 states—has even suggested the bird could disappear from some areas of the South by the end of this year. Quail, and quail hunting, are in dire straights indeed.</p><p>There are parallels here to the problems of pheasants just 28 years ago, when Pheasants Forever (PF) formed. Then, hunter/conservationists charted a new course to take action on behalf of upland wildlife, and Pheasants Forever was at the forefront of that grassroots movement. The idea was simple: Improve pheasant numbers at the chapter level by giving local folks the incentive to do habitat work in their own backyards (meaning that habitat funds were controlled locally, rather than being spirited away to headquarters). Then, with membership funds and donations, PF upped the ante by adding a strong legislative voice for wildlife in the federal Farm Bill that weighs so heavily on resident species.</p><p>The folks that started Pheasants Forever dreamed of doing good things for wildlife at home and influencing farm legislation affecting their local habitat at a landscape level—and the dream came true. Today, 28 years later, a network of 630 Pheasants Forever chapters and 120,000 members work in concert with agencies to benefit all wildlife—completing over 23,000 projects each year and adding to cumulative accomplishments that surpass 5 million acres. In the legislative arena, just one of the several Farm Bill programs that Pheasants Forever supports—the Conservation Reserve Program—produces 13.5 million pheasants annually. Those are the rewards of being proactive. </p><p>Can there be a similar outcome for quail? It won’t happen fast. Decades passed as bobwhite populations were whittled down, and it will take time and commitment to rebuild them. We think there are some good signs. The public has noticed, and they want quail back. There is even a national plan to restore quail—the Northern Bobwhite Conservation Initiative. It depends on state agencies becoming actively engaged in quail recovery on public and private lands, and that’s beginning to happen. But the agencies can’t do it alone.  </p><p>Five years have passed since Pheasants Forever launched Quail Forever (QF) to assist quail, and the initial signs are positive. Over 115 Quail Forever chapters have sprouted in more than two dozen different states, and more than 7,000 quail enthusiasts have become Quail Forever members. Young chapters are already initiating habitat projects and youth programs. Among other things, they are promoting CRP’s CP-33 Practice (Bobwhite Buffers) to provide transitional habitat along row crops for quail nesting and brood rearing. We are also engaged with policymakers in the needs of quail. And, since the QF model is the same as PF’s, all of those locally generated funds remain under the control of each chapter to benefit quail. We know that model works.  </p><p>Quail need troops. For this most local of game birds, the rubber will meet the road in local communities. Folks will need to be engaged there to raise funds, call Congressmen and women, prod agencies, and plant hedgerows. If you were interested enough to read this—that means you are needed.  </p><p>In this business, we generally lead with our hands out, palms up, asking…for a donation, advocacy, some consideration for wildlife. Many of us hunt and otherwise enjoy wildlife, but it’s a razor thin slice of us that grab hold and give back. The volunteer gene is not the rarest in the human genome—it just needs to be activated. Over a couple decades in the business of helping upland wildlife, my greatest reward has been rubbing shoulders with scores of regular folks who decided—hesitant at first, and grateful later—that they could give back.</p><p>So, as you tune up the gun for the coming autumn <i>(or ready your field trial dogs)</i>, please reflect for a moment about what you can do to help quail. It doesn’t matter who you are, just that you care and have the will to take action. Pick up a book on quail and learn, become a member of Quail Forever, volunteer with an agency, start a chapter, initiate the next grassroots habitat project to bring quail back. Don’t just watch as quail fade away. Do something.  </p><p>Join Quail Forever today at <a href="http://www.quailforever.org/">www.QuailForever.org</a></p>
 
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        <title type="html">Great Performances: Elhew Flying Dutchman</title>
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I met Robert Wehle, Dick Shear and Elhew Flying Dutchman on Sunday, November 3, 1974. I was at the Gladwin grounds after the Lake States Grouse Championship had concluded and had arranged to stay right through the conclusion of the Grand National Grouse Championship and Futurity. The Grand always started on the first Tuesday of November and it was the Sunday before.</p><p>I was standing in the parking lot of Alibi Hall when a dark green, wood-sided station wagon pulled in with New York license plates. I recognized Bob Wehle immediately and casually welcomed them to Michigan. Bob said they had just arrived in town and needed a place to work their dogs on some birds. Not being suspicious, I volunteered to show them some spots as I was going to work my dog too. Afterwards I realized that they had probably been to Gladwin more times than I and just wanted to find some new places. Anyway, I volunteered and took them to one of my favorite spots where I had found grouse a few days before.</p><p>On our way out of the Gladwin Refuge, with me following behind them, Dick Shear suddenly slammed on his brakes, jumped out of the car, ran to the rear hatch and opened the four wooden crates that were stacked in the back. Four liver pointers jumped out and ran to the front of the car. I opened my door, got out and walked to the front of their car and there was Elhew Flying Dutchman pointing a grouse on the side of the road and the three younger dogs backing him. Dick had seen the grouse on the side of the road and wanted to show off. Bob Wehle and Dick Shear were showman if nothing else.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:287 --><img width="403" height="304" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/FlyingDutchman.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p>Bob Wehle was one of the most imposing and, frankly, intimidating men I’ve ever met. If you’ve ever seen a movie with Shaun Connery, they could be clones. Bob was at least 6’ 3’’ and built like a prize fighter. He had very bushy eyebrows and a deep, resonant voice. Every word he spoke was cautiously selected and you could tell he was used to being the boss. He had been raised in a very prominent family, was well educated and certainly made his presence known.</p><p>Dick Shear was somewhat the opposite. Although he was known and respected as one of the deans of grouse trials he was always unassuming, kind and gracious. He did have his opinions but seldom offered them unless asked. I headed a committee that started the National Amateur Grouse Championship and when I called to ask him to support our efforts with the AFTCA, he chewed me up one side and down another. He was insistent that there were already too many grouse championships and an Amateur would only distract from the Grand National.</p><p>After reaching my favorite cover, Dick and Bob took Dutchman out for less than an hour and then ran the three younger dogs at once. I was told that each of them had a well handled grouse find but I had stayed behind and can’t verify it.</p><p>The morning of Dutchman’s brace, Dick asked me if I’d scout for him. I was certainly glad to do so even though Dick had told me it would more than likely not be necessary. Dutchman had the reputation of being a hard running, hard to handle dog so I smiled when he said it and fully expected I’d be running all over God’s green earth looking for the dog.</p><p>When Dutchman was turned loose, in a light rain, what followed was probably one of the very best performances I have ever seen. He was a powerful, high headed, high tailed animal that moved through the woods with unusual grace. He rounded his casts to the front and when he popped out of the cover, Dick simply pointed his walking stick in the direction he was to proceed in and Dutchman responded immediately. Four times, at the end of long casts Dutchman had grouse finds with the birds pinned and precisely located. Birds had been scarce and four finds was an incredible feat. There was no doubt Elhew Flying Dutchman was the 1974 Grand National Grouse Champion.</p><p>After the announcement, the celebration and all the hoopla, Bob Wehle moved next to me, extended his hand to shake mine and thanked me for helping them. He then said “I know you have setters but I want to send you a dog.” I assured him that was unnecessary but in my heart I was hoping he remembered and meant it.</p><p>The following March, one evening after work, I answered the phone. It was Bob Wehle saying he had a dog for me. It was a liver male out of Elhew Huckster, had been born in January and was ready to go. Of course I was ecstatic and immediately made plans to add a third run to my kennels. Ten days later I picked up Elhew Drummer at the Saginaw airport and began my 35 year love affair with Elhew Pointers.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:286 --><!-- s9ymdb:288 --><img width="432" height="258" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/1974GrandNationalGrouse.jpg" /></p><p><a href="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/1974GrandNationalGrouseChampionshipReport.pdf" title="1974GrandNationalGrouseChampionshipReport.pdf" target="_blank"></a></p><p>An excerpt of the report describing Elhew Flying Dutchman:<a href="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/1974GrandNationalGrouseChampionshipReport.pdf" title="1974GrandNationalGrouseChampionshipReport.pdf" target="_blank">1974GrandNationalGrouseChampionshipReport.pdf</a></p><p><i>Photo and report courtesy of The American Field.</i><br />
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        <published>2010-05-20T10:26:37Z</published>
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<p>Texas Cherry Bomb, six-year-old setter female topped the field of sixteen dogs in the 2010 Armstrong-Umbel Endurance Classic. The two-hour grouse dog event was held March 25th and 26th on the famed Marienville grounds in the Allegheny National Forest of western Pennsylvania. </p><p><!-- s9ymdb:254 -->The animated, tricolor setter is owned by Kevin Klein and ably handled by Scott Forman. Cherry Bomb competed in the second brace on combined Loletta courses three and four on the first morning. She ran a mature, easy-handling, forward race punctuated by a triple grouse find late in her second hour. The hallmarks of her performance were her consistency and hunting/handling maturity, gaining her this coveted title. </p><p><!-- s9ymdb:268 --><!-- s9ymdb:280 --><img width="360" height="260" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/TexsCherryBomb.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i></i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:283 --><img width="361" height="270" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/CherryBomb_3.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>Texas Cherry Bomb</i></p><p>Runner-up was five-year-old pointer female, Pal O’ Mine, owned by Chris Mathan and handled by Joe McCarl. Appearing in the first brace, Pal had two grouse pointed in high style complemented by a searching race and particularly strong finish. </p><p><!-- s9ymdb:284 --><img width="361" height="259" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Fin_Pointing.jpg" /><!-- s9ymdb:274 --></p><p> <!-- s9ymdb:262 --><!-- s9ymdb:280 --></p><p><i>Pal O' Mine</i></p><p>Members of the Black Ash Grouse Dog Club and those who support endurance trials in the grouse woods accept that the entries for this challenging event may never equal those of hour duration stakes. We believe that stamina is a quality that should be sought in all field trial bird dogs. An endurance event evaluates many of the subjective preferences we seek in our dogs today. Does the gait thought to be appealing also prove to be efficient and sustainable? Do the dogs we find exciting to watch have the mental fortitude to respond well to additional stress? Endurable gait, physical and mental strength are necessary to keep dogs focused on the task of hunting for and handling birds with class past the hour mark.</p><p>The weather over the two days of running was an improvement over last spring with many more opportunities on grouse. Eleven grouse were pointed, seen or heard flushing wild before lunchtime on Thursday. The first two braces were granted quintessential weather for getting grouse pointed — overcast, in the mid forties to mid fifties with just a slight breeze. That night temperatures dipped below the freezing mark. By Friday morning, the ground was covered in a thin blanket of crunchy snow and birds proved more illusive until later in the morning when the sun came out, causing the conditions to improve. Grouse were seen on all four of the two-hour courses during this Classic.</p><p>A small group of able-bodied and enthusiastic club members took on the duties of organizing and running the Classic and accompanying amateur derby stake. They include Russ Richardson (club secretary), Joe McCarl, Shawn Thomas, Brian Ralph and Chris Mathan. Joe McCarl and Russ Richardson took on marshalling duties. Horses were once again supplied by R. B. Powell and were tacked and ready when and where they were needed. Running of the event went smoothly.</p><p>On hand to watch the first morning’s two braces were Anna Stubna, editor of The Ruffed Grouse Society’s magazine, and friend, Dan, an avid grouse hunter. She and Dan were impressed with the dogs and birdwork they witnessed and left with a new understanding of the importance of field trials for evaluating bird dogs. Dan remarked that the upland bird hunter was the lucky recipient of the work, time and effort field trialers and breeders of wild bird field trial dogs put into selecting, producing and evaluating their breeding stock. All in attendance enjoyed their visit and appreciated their interest.</p><p>We were fortunate to entrust the judging to two highly respected gentlemen. An avid bird hunter for the past 35 years, Frank LaNasa has bred, trained and successfully campaigned his dogs in amateur and open grouse, horseback shooting dog and all-age stakes for over 21 years. His dogs have won wild bird championships on ruffed and sharptail grouse and prairie chickens. He has judged all three circuits from the mid west and prairies to Nevada and south to Mississippi, this year alone, judging the prestigious all-age endurance championship, The Southern, for the second time and the All-America Derby Championship in Illinois. In the grouse woods, he has judged the Minnesota Grouse Dog Championship and the Lakes States Grouse Championship. Frank traveled from Isanti, Minnesota for this assignment. Dave Hawk hails from Athens, Ohio and has been training and campaigning dogs for the past seven years. He is a life-long grouse hunter. He has won with his dogs in horseback, cover dog and other walking shooting dog stakes and amateur championships. His dogs have also won open championships, including the 2007 Wisconsin Cover Dog Championship and R-U in the 2008 Grouse and Woodcock Invitational Championship. He has judged walking and horseback stakes throughout the region, including the Region 4 Walking Shooting Dog Championship and the National Walking Shooting Dog Futurity. Both men were attentive to all the dogs and judged in a positive manner. Their commitment and expertise was appreciated by all.</p><p>THE WINNERS AND OTHERS</p><p>Texas Cherry Bomb displayed an animated, hard hunting race from the breakaway, selecting prime objectives and wasting no steps — the mark of an intelligent and mature dog — characteristics that are proving essential for winning the Armstrong-Umbel. She was forward at all times, required almost no help from her handler and remained focused on hunting grouse for the two hours. Cherry Bomb was well-mannered backing her bracemate pointing in the thick highbush blueberries at the 35 minute mark. She suffered unproductives at about the half and hour marks, both in likely looking places. Finally, she was rewarded for her efforts when at an hour, 40 minutes, she made a cast into the right side of a cut where her bell went silent. Handler and judge Hawk followed with a grouse heard leaving followed by a shot and two more grouse taking flight. Her style and manners were excellent. The temperature was warming towards the middle of the day and the two hours came to an end on a steep upward sloping hillside where Cherry Bomb’s fatigue was evident. Her overall impressive race and bird work late in the brace kept her on top in the judges’ book. Texas Cherry Bomb was bred by Marc and Scott Forman. She is out of Shady Hills Whirlwind by 4 x CH., 3 x R-U CH. Shady Hill’s Billy. </p><p><!-- s9ymdb:273 --><img width="360" height="245" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/CherryBomb_2.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /></p><p><i>Texas Cherry Bomb</i></p><p><i>Pal O' Mine (below)</i><i></i></p><p><!-- s9ymdb:274 --><img width="205" height="283" class="serendipity_image_left" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Fin.jpg" />Pal O’Mine ran in the first brace on Thursday morning. She too showed her maturity by reaching for likely objectives from the beginning and throughout her two hours, spending no time in areas unlikely to hold birds. The white and black female pointer is a small, rugged built dog who moves with speed and animation. She required more handling to keep her to the front and was lateral on a few occasions but always in search of game. Pal was rewarded for her hard hunting early on with a stylish find on two grouse far to the front at 15. She suffered two unproductives, one, unfortunately, a divided find with her bracemate where the grouse was heard leaving only by this reporter. She had a slight lapse at the hour and 35 minute mark where she lost focus and made a backwards cast. Quickly rounded up she was sent on without further incident. The highlight of her race came at the very end of her two hours where, with renewed energy, she reached for a far to the front cut and was hunting enthusiastically when time was called. Pal was bred by Rich Boumeester out of his grouse CH. Boumeester’s Elhew Sas by 4 x CH. Front N’ Center.</p><p>Finishing the two hours strong with a particularly impressive race was River’s Edge Bella. Had she pointed a grouse, her strong and consistent race might have put her in contention.</p>
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<p><!-- s9ymdb:230 --><!-- s9ymdb:239 --><img height="313" width="436" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Chip.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><br />
</p><p>The Scent-Cone is the secret to understanding what dynamic makes hunting dogs classier and more accomplished in hunting and handling game.</p><p>Most of the great bird dog trainers/handlers I knew grew up with a pack of hounds. I’ll name four: Clyde Morton, Paul Walker, Er Shelley, Bob Armstrong. They learned most about scent from running foxhounds. One of these, Er Shelley even took a pack of hounds to track game when he traveled to Africa.</p><p>Imagine that the concentration of scent effluvium is weaker at the outside of the cone (which is in actuality three dimensional like a funnel). Of course, the cone or funnel is extremely unstable, subject to breezes, dust-infusions, temperatures  and barometric pressure. Thus, while essentially narrow where it is laid down, and broadening out, it floats, billows and shrinks and wafts around without any pattern but its very own.</p><p>A hound with a less precisely sensitive nose, will need to get closer and closer to the middle of the scent aura. He cannot pick up the outlying faint impression. Thus, when the quarry moves, backtracks or makes any other sudden adjustment, a poor hound will go babbling off and lose the scent trail immediately; while the hound with sound scent acuity is able to track on the very edge or verge of the scent cone, and thus, will not miss any abrupt redirection by the quarry.  </p><p>Similarly, bird dog Alpha, with an exponentially better nose than bird Dog Omega, will be able to learn how to strengthen the scent excitement appropriately without putting the birds in the air untowardly. This, of course, entails intelligence/teachability. Bird dog Omega, because of his inferior “nose” may NEVER be able to learn this lesson which transforms him into a class performer, rather than a foot-scent-tracker, teachable or not. </p><p>Following this corollary, bird dog Alpha, with superior scenting ability will be able to scent and properly locate game from a ridge or hillside in light breeze, while Omega must be IN the valley, or arroyo to have a chance to locate the game there by tracking. </p><p>Experience and correction time, and a lot of patience with the young pup and derby showing exceptional scenting ability will pay off. The best youngsters will learn to handle critical scent problems in direct proportion to the number of times they learn to stand and see birds fly, and learn how to get their mouths on a bird. They will also learn to slow their pace at the right place at the edge or “mouth” of the cone and find the best scenting area to do their job. Of course, this accounts for the specialty dogs that seem to better handle running upland game: (ruffed grouse, pheasant, Huns, Valley and scaled quail and chukar) in various environments. It also accounts for the brilliance some dogs show in rounding up a covey and/or relocating while some dogs just have an unproductive or fail to relocate. </p><p>Some  judges who have never hunted and shot wild upland game in dense cover will fault swiftly-adjusting dogs by accusing them of blinking. This is viewed as sad and ignorant by anyone who has foot-hunted or check-corded dogs and knows about the scent cone and the way the sharp dog exploits it. </p><p>Scent cones are not always the same shape and a veteran hunter will know this and recognize his dog’s empirical mastery. My Great Uncle Roy Wilson was a market hunter. He could almost predict a dog’s every step in heavy cover.</p><p>My grouse hunting taught me — where it had only been a glimmer of an impression when I was a young quail-killer — that upland game birds learn from day one to always keep cover or protection between them and a predator or hunter if they are going to survive. I spent considerable time trying to shoot grouse through tree trunks.</p><p>Flight-conditioned, incubator-pen-raised birds do not have this stratagem, and do not live long enough to develop it. The liberated pen birds of my experience, usually fly straight up and much farther (ironically) than wild birds, before they light. Native quail, as familiar with  surroundings as Br’er Rabbit and his briar patch, “know” a nearby copse. </p><p>Their ground pattern is also quite different from wild birds. They are less likely to know the uses of cover, the importance of cover or its relative  safety and non-safety. This accounts for the comparable facility with which a young dog will handle liberated birds. They have no tricks that require relocation in a chancy covert. </p><p>Then, of course, some dogs are born with more native intelligence than others. </p><p>Dogs? Intelligence? </p><p>Well, being stuck in the school of thought that everything that happens to a sentient being is a lesson of one kind or another, I am forced by empirical archives to believe in one definition of intelligence: </p><p><i>Intelligence is the INHERENT ability to use new information to its best advantage.</i> This means, for a wild natural creature, to utilize every threat for survival, personal and species survival. This kind of intelligence is atavistic and instinctual but still is intelligence, because it is archived and used again and again.</p><p>The next level of intelligence is to build on this natural information to evolve a habit of choices: “X”  behavior results in pleasure, freedom, satiation and “Z” activity results in discomfort, hunger, loneliness or separation and less “joy” or “reward”.</p><p>Extension of these choices and the extent to which the dog exploits them thereby pleasing the “pack” leader (read owner, trainer, handler, scout) enabling the dog to get more opportunities to find, retrieve, mouth, and sometimes even DEVOUR  the quarry (under selective supervision). But, praise and demonstrated approval are the Baked Alaska dessert, the goal culmination. Acknowledgment and response to praise is the hook on which intelligence growth hangs. </p><p>Following this intelligence development to the use of what I have called the scent cone is not a plumb-line trek. Sometimes we believe the dog’s scenting ability improves like a light bulb being clicked on. This usually means the trainer as well as the dog has exploited a new lesson. All lessons are not planned. The richest  ones are revelations...awakenings...epiphanies. Dogs trained on pigeons and pen raised birds will seem rather lost for a while when they are required to work wild, running upland game. Most of the wild game away from a very few southern quail plantation milieus are runners to begin with. Many run in the extreme, so to speak.</p><p>That means a dog that can add two and two together and get four in a comparatively brief exposure to them is mastering the vagaries of the scent cone....OR one that grinds away until he/she learns how to relocate and “nail” them to the  ground expertly without flushing them. Somehow, the game just stops and huddles as a result of an educated movement that no human can predict or develop in a dog. It is just a craft, learned. </p><p>The first of the above is, I think, more intelligent.  </p><p>All the other wild upland game birds run to some extent. The pinnated grouse, or Sharptail that we call prairie chicken nowadays, probably run the least around Summer midday, but that is because cover is scarce in its habitat, and it uses as much of the cover as it can to put between itself and the dog/man/predator. </p><p>Then, Huns are notorious track stars. Chukar, pheasant and ruffed grouse ambulate considerably...especially after your dog has established point. Before this, and certainly after this, is where the dogs use of the scope of the scent cone is important.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:236 --><!-- s9ymdb:237 --><img height="120" width="475" class="serendipity_image_center" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/RunningGamebirds.jpg" /></p><p>If the dog’s nose is not up to snuff (no pun intended) he will probably have outrun his nose, needing the strong pull of the foot/body scent to make the original location. There are also too many times when a dog’s nose and brain are not engaged at the same time and they just pass by the scent. Close observation and “knowing the dog” can tip off a handler.</p><p><!-- s9ymdb:232 -->If, after getting a startling whiff of game, the dog with super acuity has sensibly and sensitively depended on the faint outer edges of the scent cone he will begin to exhibit indicative signs, change of gait, static alertness, “making game” and then pointing. If some time elapses before help arrives, the dog must relocate running quarry. In doing so, again, if the dog must have foot-body scent to make the relocation, there is only about a one out of three chance he will be successful without collision and disaster. </p><p><!-- s9ymdb:234 --><!-- s9ymdb:238 --><!-- s9ymdb:238 --><img height="305" width="234" class="serendipity_image_left" style="float: left; border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px;" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/Riley.jpg" />A dog with superior olfactory acuity will identify his “mastery” by relocating precisely and swiftly most of the  time. Experience will vastly improve the celerity of this performance. IF, that is, he has developed special intelligence through experience, failure, success and reward.</p><p>So, in my view, a really brilliant class bird-handling dog needs good breeding for excellent nose, native intelligence that archives lessons, and a lot of heart.</p><p>Oh...and luck in the judges is final twist in the Rubik’s cube, here. </p><p><!-- s9ymdb:232 -->And, Luck is the residue of preparation (by the judge) as Branch Rickey famously said. <br />
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<!-- s9ymdb:229 --><img height="360" width="436" src="http://www.strideaway.com/strideaway/uploads/FloridaChampionship.jpg" style="border: 0px none; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px;" class="serendipity_image_center" /><p /><p>Ben (“Long”) Reach had a soft spot for dog trainers. After fifty years as a lawyer in Albany (“All-Benny” in local speak), Ben knew them all—the ones who worked on the Yankee plantations and the ones from elsewhere who came to the quail belt in to compete in piney woods field trials (the Lee County at Leesburg; the Florida Championship at Branford; the Continental (Derby and All-Age) at Monticello; the Southeastern and Masters at Albany).  </p><p>He knew the pros and the semi-pros, those farmers from Kentucky who bred and developed young dogs to sell to the pros to replenish their strings. More and more the pros relied on the semi-pros for talent, because the demands of campaigning left the pros little time to develop pups. Most pros figured they and their owners were better off buying, even at a long price, a highly promising derby than going through a raft of pups in search for “lightning in a bottle,” that one-in-a-thousand that could cut it in open competitions.</p><p>Ben had learned from his friends among the pros that each counted on two adult dogs in his string to keep him in the game. He might have ten or even fifteen to enter each week on the circuit, but he pinned his hopes on two at a time. And when one or both of those two were out of action from injury or illness, physical or mental, the pro suffered mightily.</p><p>While Ben loved both trial dogs (and trial people) and hunting dogs (and plantation dog men), most of his clients cared only about the meat dogs, or wagon dogs. (That name came from the fact that on Yankee plantations the gun dogs rode in cages on the mule-drawn shooting wagons traditional in the culture.) Ben observed that those lucky enough to own a quail plantation wanted world-class wagon dogs, but cared little for trial dogs.  In fact, many didn’t like trial dogs at all—to them a dog not in sight (and therefore not under control) was anathema. This puzzled Ben, and then he realized the obvious.  Rich folk mostly liked control of everything. For his part Ben loved to see a good trial dog blow out the front, to be found pointing ten minutes later. To each his own, Ben figured.</p><p>In truth, both a good wagon dog and a good trial dog were special and rare.  As with people, mediocrity dominated the bird dog world.</p><p>Twice each year Ben indulged his love of bird dogs and bird-dog people. The first time was in early March when the Southeastern and Masters Championships ran simultaneously at Albany in an ingenious matrix of all-age and shooting-dog competitions. Over two weeks, four championships ran on two sets of nearby grounds?the all age first at the Southeastern Club’s grounds on Chicasaw and Abigail Plantations, while simultaneously the shooting dogs ran on Nonami, Blue Springs, and Wildfair, the Southern Club’s grounds. The second week the shooting dog handlers brought their strings to the Southeastern’s grounds, and the all-age boys moved to the Southern Club’s grounds. On the Saturday between, a big party for all was held at the Plantation Community Center, field trialing’s party-of-the-year where all-age and shooting dog fans and pros mingled (all-age and shooting dogs share more than they differ, the all ages just being expected to hunt bigger, or wider, in search of birds; style and decorum demands are the same).</p><p>For these idyllic two weeks, Ben rode horseback a half-day each day, using the draw sheets to pick which trial to attend and whether to ride morning or afternoon. Thus, he soaked up the scenery on some of South Georgia’s most beautiful and bird-laden lands. Though he would deny it, Ben was a social creature, needing the company of fellow bird-dog nuts. In those two weeks, he got his fill of camaraderie with dog folk from all over the country.</p><p>There was never a shortage of gossip. One sad but inevitable subject was the spring shuffle—the firings or quittings of dog men from their Yankee plantation jobs, and rehirings at different plantations for the lucky few. The gossip always centered on fault, on one or both sides. Over the years Ben had heard all the causes, based in sex, alcohol, drugs, laziness, or just plain stupidity. A poor bird crop always increased the cases.</p><p>The sex-based cases were easy to understand—a dog man seducing or being seduced by an owner’s wife or daughter; or an owner seducing or being seduced a by a dog man’s wife or daughter. Stories as old as humanity, at once funny and tragic.</p>
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