Black Mountain.
17:00 Light drizzle, 16c (it didn’t feel it though), >2 SE.
Another bad training day but excellent getting fit day. With Ross along we were able to run them in pairs and save time.
Chris and Judy.
Chris ran just about as good as he ever has. He did great lines, even if they were at a strange angle to the wind, and had just about as much pace and style as you could ever need. Ross reckoned that it was his desire that was the difference. I would suggest that last year when we started he probably hadn’t been fully fighting fit for probably two years. Well last year he got plenty of work on a regular basis and he worked the whole shooting season. Net result is that even though he has been laid up for a number of weeks he has hit the ground running. Judy stuck to her task, was flatter across the wind than Chris but in the drive stakes didn’t count beside Big Dog.
Jalad & Roxy.
They did a heap of ground, handled well and had good pace but Chris’ efforts made them look rather ordinary.
The two pairs got fifteen minutes each and then we had maybe twenty minutes down wind back to the car and Chris was still going a bomb.
Pigeons.
What a 24 hours. First of all my my cock bird that had been so useful didn’t come back last night. As he is usually in the loft before I get back home I reckoned he was done for. When he hadn’t returned this afternoon I let the hen out to see if she would return. No sooner had I let her out than the cock landed on the shelf at the door. So when I left to go to the mountain I had no pigeons as the cock wouldn’t go back in without the hen. I arrive home with more pigeons, cheepers, to find the hen sitting on an egg. I put the cheepers in and the next thing the hen has gone, she can get through the bob wires and one of the cheepers has gone because the cock is back in and terrorising the new birds and the cheeper got out through the bob wires as well. If she would get back on her nest I would close them in for a spell to let things settle down.
