Since 2009, the retirement home of Shot On Site Photography... the source of the finest sighthound performance images in the world. As of August 1, 2022, the blog will become much more photo-centric. Not only will I post images from the homestead in the foothills of the Little Florida Mountains, and surrounding environs, but also tips about shooting, editing, archiving, software, hardware and more. The political rants will become few and far between (but not eliminated! It is 2022 after all!)
Thursday, November 26, 2009
I think he was reminding motorists to "eat mor chikin."
Happy Thanksgiving to all our readers and followers.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
It Was 40 Years Ago This Weekend.
What would it hurt to repeat a little history, really.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Back to Normal.
It took nearly a dozen trips to the open field this Fall to finally catch a hare, and as it was at this particular field last year, this was the first race of the day. It probably never should have even happened, and is a testament to the dogged (no pun intended) determination, speed, and endurance of today's pack; Dutch Salmon's Archie (above), Phylis, and Angie, and our one and only Sandia.
The call was long... way long. 50 yards out at least. But Sandia anticipated it, so I slipped him, which caused Dutch and his brother-in-law, Glen, to slip their hounds. We bitched about the distance they needed to catch up, which was compounded by the fact the hare was bee-lining right for the adjacent ranch, which meant they all had to slow enough, and duck their heads to dive under the barbed wire fence. All navigated the obstacle easily, and were still hot on the hare's tail as they crested a small rise and disappeared from sight about a thousand yards out.
They remained out of sight several minutes, and finally we saw Sandia and the girls returning, followed, much to our surprise, by Archie, who was packing the dead hare back to us. It was hard to tell which of the hounds actually caught the hare, because none of them were showing any evidence of having put their mouths on it except for Archie, who carried it all the way back, so he was proclaimed the winner. We think it's possible they actually went under two fences to bring this rabbit down, based on where we saw the dust clouds popping up while the hounds were out of sight.
We ran five jackrabbits today, in a bit less than 2 hours. A couple more were almost caught, but with each hare run, the hounds get a little bit more tired, while the hare is always a fresh one. Doesn't hardly seem fair, does it? Counting our trip out on Friday, Sandia, and Dutch's Phylis ran 9 jacks in the span of three days. This, of course, will only make them stronger. Plans are to get out to a different field later this week.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Veterans' Day 2009.
Phil Ochs, one of the great voices of the so-called "folk revival" of the 60's. (And one of my all time favorite "protest" songs.) For veterans and fellow travelers.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Here's a scene from the first course of the first TCC hunt on Saturday. I didn't feel like toting around the camera and my heavy binoculars, so I subcontracted out the duties, and passed my camera off to our friend, Frank Vigneri, who captured the release perfectly. That's me and Sandia on the right, running with a longdog, whose name I didn't get, in pink, and Sandia's brother, Zuni, in yellow. The jack can be seen upper left, and despite the handicap of being on the wrong end of the line at the start, Sandia won this course.
Because the temperature climbed over 70 in the early afternoon, the hunt was called after the preliminary round, so Sandia ended up 4th overall, out of 15 entered. It was a pretty good day.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
History Quiz. Clue #1
Come on, people! These quizzes aren't any fun if nobody plays! So here's an altered version of the photo of the 1964 debate team, to help you focus. Our conservative-appearing mystery personality also played on the tennis team.
It's Sad, I Know...
Victim In Fatal Car Accident Tragically Not Glenn Beck
Not completely SFW (language)
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