Dogs

As far as hiking and what not I almost never bring my dogs,
Though I would love to take dogs out with me they just seem to be in the way when I am not hunting them respectivley.


Sad,

My labs and I live in the woods as much as humanly possible. Most times I prefer them to human company.

I dont understand how they get in the way to be honest.

Skam
 
I usually take Jessie the pitbull pup hiking with me, and so does the wife.

Primarily because he's a helluva lot of fun, and a great companion.

Hunting is a different story. The mutt stays at home. I can already see him racing up and grabbing the first spruce hen I shot shaking it vigorously until it's thoroughly dismembered and defeathered, all in an attempt to entice a game of tug....:rolleyes:

And of course, that would be if he didn't tear off runnin' to beat the devil for ten miles the first time he heard a gunshot.

Kinda worthless, but a great friend. I have no doubt he'd protect the wife and son. As far as me, he'd run hide between my legs with a brown bear hot on his tail.:D
 
Sad,

My labs and I live in the woods as much as humanly possible. Most times I prefer them to human company.

I dont understand how they get in the way to be honest.

Skam

I do alot of hiking on rock formations and mix it up with some rock climbing. I should have specified. Dogs and almost any rock climbing dont mix. I have tied them to tree's while I climb whatever formations I am going to climb and then come down(they dont like me climbing). Thats the how they are in the way. Alot of my hiking doubles as scouting and when I am lookin for deer sign and workin routes I try to keep scent down so I dont disturb patterns. it my be a little excessive but it seems to be workin for me.
 
my dog is my closest friend and companion besides my wife. I rarely go anywhere without my dog. Going hiking, backpacking, doing anything other than hunting in the woods, just doesn't seem 'complete' unless my dog is there to experience it with me.
 
Tough to find a good dog. I had only one that could be trusted in the woods. He would always stay by my side and never run off. Only barked when trouble was around. When watching game during the off season he would belly crawl beside me and never make a move unless I did. Watched alot of deer and elk with him. When I would go to the beach to dig clams he would sit on top the cab of my truck and waite until I came back. Had him for ten years then he passed away. He was a mutt that my uncle gave me. His name was Bandit. A good dog.
 
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