To paraphrase Will Rogers, if there are no dogs in heaven then when I
die, I want to go where the dogs go. For many of us heaven is a crisp
fall day afield behind a merry Springer crashing through the brush and
throwing his head to the scent a wily cock pheasant. It is indeed a
treat to have one of these splendid creatures take us on a hunt. It is,
after all, what they do and love best.
For nearly seven decades our club has been helping provide hunters with
some of the finest hunting Springer's on this earth. In addition we are
a valuable resource for training tips.
If you hunt in the Northwest, here are some useful
resources.