Winging along at an altitude somewhere between the Bluebird of Happiness and the Chicken of Depression... random esoterica from writer Chad Love celebrating the joys of fishing, hunting, books, guns, gundogs, music, literature, travel, lonely places, wildness, history, art, misanthropy, scotch and the never-ending absurdity of life.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Assorted Doggerel...
While walking the aisles at the Pheasants Forever Pheasant Fest in Omaha earlier this year, I was delighted to discover a booth for the American Chesapeake Club displaying this cool vintage poster from the now-defunct Storz Brewery.
I had never heard of Storz beer, but I'm told that back in the day it was a fairly popular regional brew up in that part of the world. And even if it tasted about like it sounds, I'm sure I could choke down a few in appreciation of the chessie art.
I started talking to the poster's owners, who, as it turned out, were close friends with the breeder of my male Lewey, and in fact had owned Leweys great-great-great-grandsire on Lewey's dam's side, which was this dog...
They had a couple chessies there with them that I, regrettably, completely forgot to take pics of, one of which was (I believe, but I may be wrong...) Bur Oak's Authentic Jessica, who would have been Lewey's grand-dam. Small world. But since I can't remember my own family tree, much less my dogs', I may very well be wrong on that. At any rate, it was an enjoyable visit, if a somewhat bittersweet reminder that at some point I'm going to have to think about a new pup to take Lewey's place.
And on to flying setters...
Just because the mercury's sitting on 103 as I type this, and snow is but a distant memory...
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Love the old beer add!
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