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 Springers on this earth. In addition we are a valuable resource for training tips.
If you hunt in the Northwest, here are some useful resources.