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Here's the field, perfect short grass for short legs. That was my sales pitch, anyway.
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The girls took turns carrying Ernie, who franklly doesn't care who carries him so long as the pole stays steady and the holder keeps moving through good cover.
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Rina makes like she smells something. We organize a coordinated flush.
A chase, a miss; we regroup and try again. Finally things come together.
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Afterwards everyone gets a drink of water. Ernie drinks from the dog's bowl (the kids had their own drink bottles). Then it's back into the family mini-van and homeward bound.
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8 comments:
Looks like it was a wonderful day in the field, Matt. I miss times when Travis and I went out when he was little guy
Couldn't believe my eyes when I saw that the Tigers were down 31-3 to Troy (Troy!?!). Some comeback
Great to see a modern Dad take his daugters hunting. More!
Teddy, whose Dad took her hunting.
Reid I fell asleep in the third quarter, depressed, then woke up for the post-game show about the most unexpected comeback since leg warmers. Our homecoming rent-a-win nearly beat the pants off us!
Teddy, I'll be taking them hawking as often as they'll go. But you set a pretty high bar for them. :-)
That's awesome. I had my kestrel flying to my 2 year olds hand last night. Can't wait to get him in the field with me! (Well, we're carhawking but you know what I mean! ;-))
Isaac, when they were smaller, I thought I'd be taking them hawking all the time by this age (8 next month). But it hasn't worked out that way.
They've been out with me only a handful of times, although they are both involved in other ways---helping trap birds, or prepare hawk food, or like tonight, putting a layer of nail hardener on Ernie's talons. :-) Naturally, they LOVE that.
Over the holidays, I'm taking my 11yo daughter to go and sight-in the .22 I got as as a kid. It will be hers. She'll work up from there.
In a few years, she'll need a Harris' hawk, too.
Oh, yeah. That whole Troy-thing still has my head spinning.
Steve if TX adopts the federal regs, she can have a CB Haris next year.
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