old timers always said it takes birds to make a bird dog, talking about quail here, I remember a time we even had specialists, singles dogs, covey dogs, now we are lucky to see enough quail to find out!
What characteristics made a good "covey dog" and which made a good "singles dog?"
What characteristics made a good "covey dog" and which made a good "singles dog?"
...... It spoiled me for life. I never had to really hunt, just followed the dog.
Well big covey dogs were usually male, often pointers, ran pretty big, seemed to develop a knack for covey finding, could look at a piece of quail country and just know where the birds would be, even if they hadn't ever seen or hunted it before. Staunch almost to a flaw, you could let one out on a 40-80 acre piece, that you had hunted before, and let the dog out, if he came back in a few minutes, there weren't any birds, and you could hang your hat on it. Some didn't retrieve, some did, but in either case, were anxious to be on their way to the next covey, even in the midst of obvious singles. Just to fine a work to interest them. Lived for the big covey explosion, always believe there's a hundred bird covey over the next rise. The singles specialist would work much closer, usually a setter or a female pointer, would find coveys as well but birds that were burried in cover. Backed at sight and at distance, manytimes I had to relocate the backing dog, because I could'nt find the pointing dog some 100 yards out in open country, one reason we had almost all white dogs. After the covey flush it was the light footed singles dog, you know the type, moves with purpose but caution and precision, makes you believe there's a bird in every clump, lifts her feet like they have glue as she pins down the single. Singles dogs retrieve, many times on a covey rise I have seen two dogs a pointer and a setter retrieve 2 birds a piece in one trip, heads out either side of the mouth and not a mark on them. I guy could make a living with just a singles dog, but a guy sees more birds and gets more thrills with a covey dog along too, way out there on a limb finding birds. It spoiled me for life. I never had to really hunt, just followed the dog.
I am 44 years old. I grew up in Stilwell, KS (small town near the Johnson/Miami County line) in eastern KS, south of Kansas City about 20 miles. When I was a little kid, not even old enough to shoot yet, my dad and his hunting partner would limit on quail pretty much every Sat and Sun without having to go more than 20 minutes from our house. Then when I was in college and just after, my mom and dad had a neighbor who grew up southwest of Lacygne, KS. His family still owned the farm. First time he took my dad and I down there, we saw a covey next to the road under a cedar tree. It was his ground and we were ready to get out and turn the dogs loose. He said not to worry about that covey we'd see plenty. Man was he right. We had a stretch of about 4 hunting seasons where it was really uncommon for us not to limit every time we went. As mentioned in the post above, we would flush a covey, go after the singles and flush another covey before we got to the singles. We would go out west hunting pheasants opening weekend and one or two other weekends a year, but the rest of the time was on his farm hunting quail. He had a lawn/landscape business so didn't have much to do in the winter. When I was home for Christmas break during college he and I would hunt two or three days during the week while my poor dad was at work. Sorry for the long winded post, but the story of the good ol' days got me thinking about what was probably the best stretch of a few years I've ever had as a hunter.
My granddad used to hunt around Yates Center back in the '60s. I asked him once how many coveys they would find in a day and he said he wasn't sure. They would scatter a covey and find another covey before they would get to the singles. He figured 10 to 15 coveys was the norm. Sometimes more than that. I asked granddad once how many coveys they usually found on a really good day. He shook his head and said "Maybe 20 or so."
He said it wasn't worth the drive unless you had three or four guys. They were driving from Wichita. By yourself, you'd be done in about a half hour. This was with two brittanies. Average dogs. He said the first time they hunted this place, a covey ran in front of the car (didn't even have a truck). They got excited, stopped and let the dogs out. Didn't even return to the car until everyone had a limit. Covey after covey after covey after covey...... Dad (he was about 10 at the time) remembers stopping to buy shells for the next weekend on the drive back to Wichita. The party usually consisted of my granddad and his brother and 3 or 4 boys. I'm assuming that KS had a limit of 8 birds back then too. You do the math. Limits every Saturday for all of them. Must have been incredible.
I hunt on a ranch in Osage Co. Oklahoma and can usually find 5 or 6 coveys in a day's work. Not this year of course, but over the last ten years, this has been the norm. I actually found a couple of really big coveys in there this year, but the cattle have really eaten down the grasses. Dogs point and the birds take off running. Already looking to next year and hoping we don't have another hellish summer like the last.
I'm 57 and that sure hits home. I grew up in south KC, hunted from Jaudon corner on Holmes west to Bucyrus. Quail everywhere. Shot a zillion doves to! Now all plowed under, in sod farms, paved over, or cut up into fescue pasture for the suburban horse crowd.