During upland hunting season about the only time we stop to catch our breath on the steep terrain is to retrieve a bird from our dogs’ soft mouths or to give them some cool water from our backpack hydration system. On some of our longer hikes we’ve run out of water. I’ve never once hesitated to give them my last drop. I’d rather go thirsty first.
Water hogs (or “whores,” as I affectionately call them), the thirsty boys have earned it. On average, if we hike 5 miles they go about 15-20 miles. Usually, three to four times the distance. We know this because the dogs wear GPS collars whose data we download on our computer when we get home.
Looking through some photographs from the past couple of seasons of upland hunting, I noticed a theme. I like the photos, they make me laugh. Today, I need that more than ever.
Safe, non-polluted water, something some of us take for granted when we have it. Since the election, I’ve been worrying about what will happen to our environment, our public land, our air, and especially our precious water during the next four years. I can only hope that the Clean Water Act is followed by the new administration.
Clean drinkable water is good for the birds, fish, wildlife, humans, and yes dogs.