You’re going to love this

I’ve been crying on everyone’s shoulder the last couple of months about my injuries. It’s been working because I’ve got several messages form chukar hunters wishing me the best. I have two issues, my back and my leg. The leg is obvious and the solutions are obvious also. The back is a much different issue. Nothing’s been obvious. But after my visit to the back doctor yesterday, it’s become clear that all of us chukar hunters may have similar problems.

I’ve had operations, ablations, and way too many shots in my back and nothing seems to be getting me closer to comfortable hunting on the chukar mountain. The MRI’S show several different problems but the solutions have not been positive. So we’re ready to try another path. Putting some wires up the spinal cord hooked to a battery under the skin. The best way to explain it in my simple terms is, the wires intercept the pain and tell my brain not to sense it. Sounds simple but there obviously is more to it. It’s called a brain.

There are a few hoops to go through before they can do the operation. You’re going to love the biggest hoop of all. I have to go to a psychiatrist to make sure I’m a candidate. I chuckled when the doctor told me, because I thought he was joking. But I realized he was for real when he set up my appointment for Feb. 9th. The earliest appointment available by the shrink.

The next half hour was spent explaining to the doctor what chukar hunting is all about. Of course Barb was at the visit with me and all she could do was shake her head as if embarrassed by me. The doctor asked me questions like, “How steep the mountain is, how far do you go, how long it is between birds, why don’t you just let the dogs chase the birds to you, why can’t the dogs find there own water, and the many other aspects of chukar hunting. Questions that I thought were just every day knowledge. It ended up with, “and you do that simply for a bird that weighs about a pound and a half?”

We ended up the conversation with the doctor mumbling something about how odd that kind of hunting seems. Barb was still shaking her head as we walked out the door.

I forgot my coat and when I went back in to get it I heard the doctor say, “the psychiatrist is going to have a ball with this one”. I wondered if he was talking about me.

So, on the 9th, I have to sit in front of a shrink and tell him or her the same story about chukar hunting. I think I’ll leave Barb at home. If my dogs could talk, I’d take them along and maybe they could explain how much fun and gratitude we get from chukar hunting. And then again, maybe that’s not such a good idea. The doc might think the dog’s brain mass is larger than mine.

That’s where I’m stuck at now. I’ll still try some chukar hunting in the meantime and try to figure out why the back doctor seemed like the things I said were strange. Maybe I could get some help from you guys. You can tell me if the hunts are weird or why a psychiatrist might think I’m way out there. I’m afraid that maybe they might come up with the conclusion that my brain is no bigger than a chukars brain and the operation might be way over my ability to comprehend.

Meanwhile, I’ll keep following the dogs to the best of my ability and hoping for success. Also, I’ll be hoping they figure the process may help me.

Chukar hunters. Just remember, this could be you. Think about how rational chukar hunting seems to you.

Published by jakeandgrady

Hunting has been a favorite past time for me for 55 years but the last twenty five years I have been consumed by chukar hunting and more specifically chukar hunting with fantastic dogs. In this blog I hope to pass on any information I can about chukar hunting but more than anything I want to showcase what will probably be my last two chukar dogs, Jake and Grady. I am 70 years old, Jake is 8 and Grady is 3 and I'm hoping to stay on the chukar mountain until I am 80 when Grady will be fetching my final chukars.

12 thoughts on “You’re going to love this

  1. Well, I think anyone who doesn’t understand the motivation needs to get out there and do some chukar hunting.

    FWIW, I sort of feel your pain. I missed almost the entire hunting season up until just recently as I had to have 3″ chunk of my large intestine removed. That set me back a bit.


  2. This is so great and I actually got a little chuckle out of this story. I lean on Chukar hunting for Physical, Emotional and Mental Health, but really I just love watching the dog work and getting away from all the noise of everyday life!


  3. I hope the head doc has something she is passionate about doing so she can relate. However, I doubt many people have as strong a compulsion for their thing as you do for Chukar hunting!

    For me bird hunting with my dogs have kept me sane; well, somewhat sane at least and in much better physical condition than I would be without hunting.

    It does seem odd that a psychiatrist needs to be involved.

    I’m hoping for a great outcome for you. Good luck!



  4. Great stuff guys. Especially you Joe. I couldn’t have said it any better. I’ve also got a couple of calls from two older chukar hunters. One has crossed the 80 year old threshold and the other a year from 80. they both gave me some sound advice to help me pass the test. Be careful Steve on how you spell shite. They may be calling you a racist.


  5. Probably the saddest thing about this whole process is how far out everybody seems to be to even be seen. Maybe if they saw some of my blogs they would realize how important being able to move in the mountains is to me. The quality of life has really diminished the last month. Yesterday I had to turn around after about 500 yards of walking and bring the dogs home.


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