Upcoming Formal Pointing Dog Training Class
Formal Pointing Dog Training Class
90 Days • $1,500/Month • $4,500 Total
•Comprehensive training using the infamous “Silent Command System.”
•Dogs progress through Foundation, •Intermediate, and Advanced levels.
•Suitable for dogs 6 months and older.
•Builds fundamental bird-dog skills and develops steadiness.
•Ideal preparation for hunting, testing, and trials.
•Graduates leave the course “Green Broke.”
Next Available Classes:
???? December 2025 – February 2026
✉️ To join the waitlist: [email protected]
Puppy Development Program
2 Weeks • $750
This course lays the foundation for your pup’s success in future training.
Focus Areas:
•Building prey drive on live birds
•Field introduction and exploration
•Preparation for formal gundog training
Key Details:
•Recommended for puppies 4 months and older
•Also beneficial for older or inexperienced dogs
•Prerequisite for dogs with no bird exposure prior to formal training
Next Available Classes: TBD
✉️ Contact us to reserve your spot.
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The Great Debate: Pointing or Flushing Dogs for Quail
My wife said I winced when we pulled up to the only game in town. It was an old motel of a vintage that reminded me of the Golden Era of travel by car. Over the years families probably over-nighted here while on their way to any one of a number of the nearby wild quail Valhallas. No visible capital improvements had been done for a long time, at least I couldn't see any renovation. The 30-some-odd rooms looked sad while the adjoining restaurant and tavern was booming.
A Lost Dog
It was July 15, 2003 and Billy Culp was fixin’ to turn loose for a workout his first green derby of the season. He was training this year on a new place just east of Lignite and south of Route 5. There were twenty pointing dog trainers working within a forty-mile radius of Billy , two hundred or more in the state, some serious pros, some serious amateurs, some just guys with a dog or two and a pickup truck.
Breeding a Better Dog
A pair of wood ducks came screaming by as my dad and I folded the drake. Most likely my dad did the folding, but I tried to help with my single shot 20 gauge. He pulled our springer/lab cross and myself through the cattails and marsh grass searching for the drake.
