‘There is something grandiose about a Pointer in full gallop, something paradoxical in that it plays on various emotions depending on the person; it can either stir the soul and bring on pure and utter admiration, adulation and even yield one emotional or it can completely intimidate and leave one uneasy due to its range […]
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To become better at anything you must all but become that thing. Immersing yourself so deeply in it that you cannot hear anything else but the soft call of your soul coaxing you on in the direction of your truest self. That soft whisper will drown out all the naysayers, all the critics, and most
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‘I had lost sight of Arturo for three or so minutes – irrespective of how far he ranges in the mountains, he always reports back eventually, or even merely checks in. Another two or so minutes had passed and still no sign. I decided to go off course and look down a shallow valley to
“The Peripatetic Way is medicinal and healing in these harsh mountains in an incorrigible way. It will extirpate your fears, insecurities and hang ups. Swiftly. Like a Cretan dagger to the lung. Taking a moment to feel my jelly like legs, or catch my breath when rucking up a steep slope, I gaze around at
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I love male Pointers. You just can’t beat them when they’re on form, and pushing the envelope like only a Pointer can. They provide their own challenges to a trainer, and a good trainer, who understands what a Pointer really is, will harness these characteristics and mould a formidable hunting machine. But then there are
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