Breaking pups in.

When I was a teenager my mother, older brother and springer spaniel walked the 3 Yorkshire peaks and back to the car doing around 30 miles in one day. He was a hell of a dog. We aquired him at 2 yrs old because his previous owner couldnt control him. I remember his first day in our house and he jumped onto the kitchen table and ate a loaf of bread. He used to chase the quad bike round at lambing time and occasionally appear carrying a live lamb in his mouth
 
Lazy beggars gone to sleep on me,sack of spuds on the chest.
Farway,first proper season coming up.
Although he came out on beaters day at my best mates at West Woodhay last season,Hants/Berks.And watched from the truck when local.
He retrieved 4 dead birds and three hen runners.l put him away after that in the truck.
Don't go too keen early.
 

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When I was a teenager my mother, older brother and springer spaniel walked the 3 Yorkshire peaks and back to the car doing around 30 miles in one day. He was a hell of a dog. We aquired him at 2 yrs old because his previous owner couldnt control him. I remember his first day in our house and he jumped onto the kitchen table and ate a loaf of bread. He used to chase the quad bike round at lambing time and occasionally appear carrying a live lamb in his mouth
A good soft mouthed boy.
 
When I was a teenager my mother, older brother and springer spaniel walked the 3 Yorkshire peaks and back to the car doing around 30 miles in one day. He was a hell of a dog. We aquired him at 2 yrs old because his previous owner couldnt control him. I remember his first day in our house and he jumped onto the kitchen table and ate a loaf of bread. He used to chase the quad bike round at lambing time and occasionally appear carrying a live lamb in his mouth
I would hate to guess how many miles the ESS walked! 30 miles, 50k, in a day over that kind of terrain is no mean feat by ANY standards. Not for the feint of heart. They are machines for sure. A female friend of mine, just a few weeks ago, did the adult “10 Tors” challenge over Dartmoor, 61 miles in two days carrying all she needed. Epic!
 
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