No bird hunter double gunner in my history
I started a story once about bird hunters being born not made, maybe i should finish that.
My mother told me that when I was a toddler I latched onto a calendar top that was a cartoon of a hunter eating his lunch being flipped off a fence rail by a spaniel chasing a pheasant between his legs, a double shotgun was leaning against the fence. I would sit on my grandparent's porch and watch their neighbor come back from the field with his brace of gordon setters.
I read anything about bird hunting in the big three hook and bullet magazines that my uncle got each month. Dad was a rabbit hunter, i started going afield with him when I was 8, every time we flushed a grouse I would stand there with my mouth open (still do) and watch it fly.
Got my first double after college and my first bird dog not long after that.
Now i have a few doubles and a brace of Old Hemlock Setters.
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"If there is a heaven it must have thinning aspen gold, and flighting woodcock, and a bird dog" GBE
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