I am cutting off my Finials.
Wish me luck!
Picture update coming soon.

The first dog a young man gets of their own is special. There is a special bond created, nearly instantly. It's as if the dog needs the young man as much as the young man needs the dog. I was that young man and Rowdy was that dog. A 9-week old puppy. A white and liver bundle of pure joy and rambunctiousness and understanding. From the moment I picked him up and held him, we had that special bond. There was an instant connection. Almost like flipping a light switch and a dark room lighting up. That was the start of the next 12 years of our lives.

Rowdy lived up to his name. He was always "talking." In fact, at times, he never shut up. He was a busy dog, always wanting to be in on the action, even when there was no action to be had. But we would have plenty of action. Plenty of adventures. We would live in three states and bird hunt in five states together.

There was a Sub-Zero degree duck hunt on the Deschutes River, that nearly ended with search-and-rescue coming to get Rowdy. He had gone out for the second bufflehead out of a double and would not get back in the water from the opposite bank. My friend finally beat the search and rescue team to the river with his drift boat and we retrieved the half-frozen GSP and what remained of my stubborn pride.

Another time, while hunting sharptails in Montana, I watched helplessly as Rowdy ran through the sage brush 25 yards in front of me and off a short cliff. He tumbled 30 feet straight down and landed on his back in some soft mud in a coulee bottom. He immediately stood up, shook the alkaline mud off and took off again in search of his feathered quarry.

All in all he successfully hunted 12 species of upland birds and many waterfowl species. He had drive. He had grit. He had a love of hunting I've not seen in many bird dogs. Rowdy pushed himself to the limits for the birds he loved so much. He had an arterial spray laceration while hunting in the middle of nowhere in North-Central Oregon. An incident that miraculously stopped bleeding after a few minutes of compression. How the blood went from spurting out of his leg with every beat of his heart to completely stopping in a few minutes is beyond me, to this day. He dropped in his tracks in a hypoglycemic seizure after his 40th retrieve of the day while I used him guiding upland hunts on a ranch in eastern Oregon.

Did I mention Rowdy was vocal? Whether it was driving down a dirt road for 30 miles with him singing high-pitched songs the whole time or rummaging around the house "talking" to anything that moved, Rowdy had things to say. It always drove me to the point of going bonkers at the time. I would often turn the music up in the truck, to drown him out, but it never really worked.

As he got older his body slowed down a bit. The once well-oiled gears he had started to turn a bit slower. But his same exuberant personality remained. Rowdy was always young at heart. My girlfriend at the time said he smelled bad. He smelled like a combination of old dog, stale pretzels and salmon, on account of his breath and I absolutely adored it.

The cancer came fast and strong and he didn't suffer long at all. He retrieved the most beautiful drake bufflehead I have ever seen 5 days before I put him down. A bird I have mounted on my wall in remembrance of him. Now that he is gone, I miss his constant "talking." Miss the joy in his brown eyes, clouded with cataracts. The constant wagging of his little white tail. I wish I could have bottled up that stale pretzel scent of his. But the many memories we made together remain. Rowdy still visits me in my dreams. I feel his presence in the wind, alongside my current GSP and I, hunting the prairies of Montana. I gave him the best life I could at the time. But it was Rowdy who gave me the real gift. The gift of a young man's bond with his first bird dog. I hope to see him on the other side. Rest easy, hunt hard Rowdy.

One bobcat skull, two muskrat skulls, three otter baculum for sale. $30.00 shipped. Venmo or money order only.
Fresh frozen no damage.

Here are some sets I’ve been using.



If you look above the snare you can see a clear v between the tree roots and a log where they were coming to land.


Here the catches have cleared the debris that identified the trail they used coming to land.




Set a 330 today at this spot. The water was too deep here for the trap to be where I wanted it so I shoved a stick in the bank on an angle so the trap would rest on it at the level I wanted it.






Here I wire off to the tree up high and use another stick to position the snare.

18 beaver tails in good condition with very minimal, slight damage on a couple. Most tails came off of blanket and super blanket beaver. I can take pictures and send to a cell phone number if interested.

Price $40 plus shipping.

1970 Hardcover Edition
ADIRONDACK FRENCH LOUIE By Harvey L. Dunham

The 1970 edition is the last hardcover edition. It's printed on quality book stock, and the photos are printed on high quality coated paper, giving them outstanding viewing pleasure! This is a quality collectible volume!

$50.00 postage paid in USA!

Excellent Adirondack history dating from 1880s to 1916 when LOUIE SEYMOUR, the colorful hermit of the Canada Lakes region of the Adirondacks died. Louie was a trapper, Hunter and sometimes guide. This 209 page volume gives a good look at woods life in the Adirondacks over 100 years ago. Excellent writing, and illustrated with vintage pictures. Book is in very good to excellent condition with a sound binding.
This volume is available for purchase. $50.00 postage paid in USA! Message me to purchase this excellent book!
Thank you!

4 each one ounce bottles of pure skunk essence, $80.00 plus shipping.

Traditions .Buckhunter .50 Cal Muzzleloader cap lock
Nickle and Black - Fluted barrel, Removable screw on break.


Fiber optics sights, And Scope mounts already on.
*black case not included
$200.00 Plus shipping

I have no idea what’s its worth or if its even an original trap built just like mj600 $100 but I have no idea on value

2---5lbs boxes of Hornady #4 buckshot In Factory sealed boxes $20
4 Bags Lawrence chilled #2 lead shot $25 a bag
1 Bag of Winchester Chilled #2 Leads shot $25
1 Bag Winchester Chilled #BB lead shot $25
1 Bag Phoenix Chilled #BB lead shot $25
308 728 7297
Shipping is extra most likely will be flat rate
I also have copper plated lead shot in #BB , #2, #4

10 good strong #1 1/2 single long springs for sale or trade. Most are Victors. Good rat traps. $4.00 apiece plus shipping in flat rate box or will trade for a Jake trap, Alpha trap, Sterling traps or Jakes.

Thanks for looking.


Jediknight

O'gorman's 2008-2009 catalog signed by Craig & Dana....$17.50 shipped





Tom Miranda catalogs...$17.50 shipped




Grawe catalogs....$20 shipped



Helfrich catalogs...$17.50 shipped


MTP catalogs....$20 shipped


M&M Fur company catalogs.....$25 shipped


Ray Milligan catalogs....$12.50 shipped

We have big fisher here in WI can someone tell me the recommended size I should get to live trap these? I see they have like a 10x12 by 32 inch trap but Im thinking that is a bit small maybe? Ive trapped a few fisher but they were not huge. thanks Joe