Rock Piles

[Haiddheliwr 1,911]

Well done bosun that was a thoroughly cracking post. As others have said maybe this interesting thread can get back on track. Good on you mate!

[fat man 4,741]

Good post Bosun. It brings me to a question, slightly off the topic, "Is there any real working Lakelands left in Ireland or for that matter anywhere?" Never saw 1 work. I remember seeing a couple years ago at Adare gamefair that took my fancy. Rangy harsh broken coated, moderate but strong headed, rough & ready black & tans with plenty of work about them. Now they may not have been up to std. who knows but nice type! Always wondered about them...please dont reply mentioning Gary Midleton or the likes stuff!!

I had a nice old type lakey bitch back about 20 odd year ago that was an exceptional fox bitch.She died aged around 11 while having pups for her son who belonged to a mate of mine,another very good dog,i think a couple off here will remember the dog[bonzo] it was the only way of trying to keep the strain alive but unfortunatly it did not come to pass.I also got a lakey bitch from a man up in NI,these were a good strain aswell and well tested.I had her up until she was 15 months old then she along with a lot more got stolen on me,i had dug to her 3 times and reckon she would have made the grade.I have not seen or even heard of a good lakeland since those days,pity as i had a liken for them.

[rob284 1,682]

Yup, Treehands is dead right, sand has killed more dogs than rock ever did!

 

As for rock dogs, my first good terrier was born out of rock dogs. Big Kev Stone from Wigan bred him, out of a Tyson dog Jack, to a Cowan bitch Lassie.

Jack was your text book digging dog, a good finder, staying till dug, in big places, a black n tan that was both a looker and a real worker. He looked and worked every inch the line he was from, big boned, hard coated and dead steady. A bayer that loved to get a grip when you broke through.

Lassie was a bit different, though still black n tan, she was light boned, leggy, gassey and a constant pain but could she kill foxes, she hated 'em!! Only her graft kept Kev from banjo'ing this constant pain in the arse. But when you got a bitch that swam up a freezing water filled pipe to destroy her fox, your gonna keep that pain... And that bitch could destroy a fox!

The pup that i got off em, Todd, threw more to that Cowan bitch, than the Tyson dog.

Leggy, gassy, with a obvious Bedlington top knot.

As he grew, Kev and a few of the lads in the old Wigan Club would tell me of that dogs real worth, in rock but to me that type of graft lived in old books...

I'd used him local and dug a few foxes when i got the offer of a day with Kev and the Wigan lads.

I'd just passed my test, 17 and green as grass. Drove to Wigan, loaded up boxes, spades of all types, bars and coats, boxes and boots, till my 60 quid Vauxhall Chevette was rammed to burstin..!

My Todd dog staying out of the boxes for the trip and perching on the back of Big Kev's seat and constantly whining down his ear. By ten miles up the road Kev was gonna kill that dog!!!

 

I was a kid back then and remember going through Darwen before stopping at a big dissued old quarry but i have no idea where we were. It was a big slab sided quarry and we tried the earths at the bottom first. Nice easy one first, bit of gorse, one big boulder and shaĺlow, Jack was put in and was fast on to his fox. We'd got nets on and 'boom'! Fox hits nets. Jack's out bit peppered but full of himself and fox goes to run. We move on, Lassie's next and we try a few specks but nothings home. Last place to maybe try and it goes into the bottom of the rock walls. 'Give that thing of yours a go Paul'?

Now, i'm green as grass but i know when my pants are being pulled down. 'f**k Off Kev', i said but he gives me some 'ol blarney about my dog being a rock dog and in a flash my pride and joy is fireing through the gap and out of sight...

I'll never forget that wait... I thought i'd never see him again!

I could hear him deep, right fown in the gap and all i was thinking was what i'm gonna go home and say...

Suddenly "BOOM"! Todd's on and the noise is close. He's on it for a while and then we hear a scramble. Over to the right a flash of movement and Todd's got a grip on a fox thats almost breaking out!!

Big Kev's over there faster than i ever thought he could move and scruffs the jaw to jaw fox and pulls that and Todd free..

I wakes up enough to here his cries and legs over to choke Todd off...

 

We drove home with the terriers in boxes bar Todd, who perched on the back of Kevs seat and whined and pissed Kev off all trip but that Todd dog had made the difference and worked rock.

Kev always said i owned a dog that should always work rock as it was 'part cat'.

I'd confirm this as the dog went on to work in all sorts of situations, from rock to them big sand Cheshire places.

This is a young me and my dog Todd from back then... 2015-11-24 21.18.04.jpg

brinscall quarry?

[Bosun11 537]

 

Yup, Treehands is dead right, sand has killed more dogs than rock ever did!

As for rock dogs, my first good terrier was born out of rock dogs. Big Kev Stone from Wigan bred him, out of a Tyson dog Jack, to a Cowan bitch Lassie.

Jack was your text book digging dog, a good finder, staying till dug, in big places, a black n tan that was both a looker and a real worker. He looked and worked every inch the line he was from, big boned, hard coated and dead steady. A bayer that loved to get a grip when you broke through.

Lassie was a bit different, though still black n tan, she was light boned, leggy, gassey and a constant pain but could she kill foxes, she hated 'em!! Only her graft kept Kev from banjo'ing this constant pain in the arse. But when you got a bitch that swam up a freezing water filled pipe to destroy her fox, your gonna keep that pain... And that bitch could destroy a fox!

The pup that i got off em, Todd, threw more to that Cowan bitch, than the Tyson dog.

Leggy, gassy, with a obvious Bedlington top knot.

As he grew, Kev and a few of the lads in the old Wigan Club would tell me of that dogs real worth, in rock but to me that type of graft lived in old books...

I'd used him local and dug a few foxes when i got the offer of a day with Kev and the Wigan lads.

I'd just passed my test, 17 and green as grass. Drove to Wigan, loaded up boxes, spades of all types, bars and coats, boxes and boots, till my 60 quid Vauxhall Chevette was rammed to burstin..!

My Todd dog staying out of the boxes for the trip and perching on the back of Big Kev's seat and constantly whining down his ear. By ten miles up the road Kev was gonna kill that dog!!!

I was a kid back then and remember going through Darwen before stopping at a big dissued old quarry but i have no idea where we were. It was a big slab sided quarry and we tried the earths at the bottom first. Nice easy one first, bit of gorse, one big boulder and shaĺlow, Jack was put in and was fast on to his fox. We'd got nets on and 'boom'! Fox hits nets. Jack's out bit peppered but full of himself and fox goes to run. We move on, Lassie's next and we try a few specks but nothings home. Last place to maybe try and it goes into the bottom of the rock walls. 'Give that thing of yours a go Paul'?

Now, i'm green as grass but i know when my pants are being pulled down. 'f**k Off Kev', i said but he gives me some 'ol blarney about my dog being a rock dog and in a flash my pride and joy is fireing through the gap and out of sight...

I'll never forget that wait... I thought i'd never see him again!

I could hear him deep, right fown in the gap and all i was thinking was what i'm gonna go home and say...

Suddenly "BOOM"! Todd's on and the noise is close. He's on it for a while and then we hear a scramble. Over to the right a flash of movement and Todd's got a grip on a fox thats almost breaking out!!

Big Kev's over there faster than i ever thought he could move and scruffs the jaw to jaw fox and pulls that and Todd free..

I wakes up enough to here his cries and legs over to choke Todd off...

We drove home with the terriers in boxes bar Todd, who perched on the back of Kevs seat and whined and pissed Kev off all trip but that Todd dog had made the difference and worked rock.

Kev always said i owned a dog that should always work rock as it was 'part cat'.

I'd confirm this as the dog went on to work in all sorts of situations, from rock to them big sand Cheshire places.

This is a young me and my dog Todd from back then... 2015-11-24 21.18.04.jpg

brinscall quarry?

Thats what came to mind but i couldn't say for sure.

[Kaizer Sozĕ 266]

 

Good post Bosun. It brings me to a question, slightly off the topic, "Is there any real working Lakelands left in Ireland or for that matter anywhere?" Never saw 1 work. I remember seeing a couple years ago at Adare gamefair that took my fancy. Rangy harsh broken coated, moderate but strong headed, rough & ready black & tans with plenty of work about them. Now they may not have been up to std. who knows but nice type! Always wondered about them...please dont reply mentioning Gary Midleton or the likes stuff!!

 

I had a nice old type lakey bitch back about 20 odd year ago that was an exceptional fox bitch.She died aged around 11 while having pups for her son who belonged to a mate of mine,another very good dog,i think a couple off here will remember the dog[bonzo] it was the only way of trying to keep the strain alive but unfortunatly it did not come to pass.I also got a lakey bitch from a man up in NI,these were a good strain aswell and well tested.I had her up until she was 15 months old then she along with a lot more got stolen on me,i had dug to her 3 times and reckon she would have made the grade.I have not seen or even heard of a good lakeland since those days,pity as i had a liken for them.

Sorry to hear about your terriers being robbed FM. Dog thieves, F@ckin Maggots! I wonder do they realise the harm they do....not only finishing off decent lines/yards (which are few & far between) but a mans line of terrier might be all he has in this world. Getting back to the topic, Northern Ireland lads had those black & tan terriers I'm talkin about...In an issue of EDRD (sometime ago) there was a pic of a fell/lakeland type from over here in Ireland. Red broken coat fine square nut - a lump of a dog, not unlike winner of last years show in Moate but nicer IMO. Struck me of old Parks breeding. Very nice type aswell..

[rob284 1,682]

 

 

Yup, Treehands is dead right, sand has killed more dogs than rock ever did!

As for rock dogs, my first good terrier was born out of rock dogs. Big Kev Stone from Wigan bred him, out of a Tyson dog Jack, to a Cowan bitch Lassie.

Jack was your text book digging dog, a good finder, staying till dug, in big places, a black n tan that was both a looker and a real worker. He looked and worked every inch the line he was from, big boned, hard coated and dead steady. A bayer that loved to get a grip when you broke through.

Lassie was a bit different, though still black n tan, she was light boned, leggy, gassey and a constant pain but could she kill foxes, she hated 'em!! Only her graft kept Kev from banjo'ing this constant pain in the arse. But when you got a bitch that swam up a freezing water filled pipe to destroy her fox, your gonna keep that pain... And that bitch could destroy a fox!

The pup that i got off em, Todd, threw more to that Cowan bitch, than the Tyson dog.

Leggy, gassy, with a obvious Bedlington top knot.

As he grew, Kev and a few of the lads in the old Wigan Club would tell me of that dogs real worth, in rock but to me that type of graft lived in old books...

I'd used him local and dug a few foxes when i got the offer of a day with Kev and the Wigan lads.

I'd just passed my test, 17 and green as grass. Drove to Wigan, loaded up boxes, spades of all types, bars and coats, boxes and boots, till my 60 quid Vauxhall Chevette was rammed to burstin..!

My Todd dog staying out of the boxes for the trip and perching on the back of Big Kev's seat and constantly whining down his ear. By ten miles up the road Kev was gonna kill that dog!!!

I was a kid back then and remember going through Darwen before stopping at a big dissued old quarry but i have no idea where we were. It was a big slab sided quarry and we tried the earths at the bottom first. Nice easy one first, bit of gorse, one big boulder and shaĺlow, Jack was put in and was fast on to his fox. We'd got nets on and 'boom'! Fox hits nets. Jack's out bit peppered but full of himself and fox goes to run. We move on, Lassie's next and we try a few specks but nothings home. Last place to maybe try and it goes into the bottom of the rock walls. 'Give that thing of yours a go Paul'?

Now, i'm green as grass but i know when my pants are being pulled down. 'f**k Off Kev', i said but he gives me some 'ol blarney about my dog being a rock dog and in a flash my pride and joy is fireing through the gap and out of sight...

I'll never forget that wait... I thought i'd never see him again!

I could hear him deep, right fown in the gap and all i was thinking was what i'm gonna go home and say...

Suddenly "BOOM"! Todd's on and the noise is close. He's on it for a while and then we hear a scramble. Over to the right a flash of movement and Todd's got a grip on a fox thats almost breaking out!!

Big Kev's over there faster than i ever thought he could move and scruffs the jaw to jaw fox and pulls that and Todd free..

I wakes up enough to here his cries and legs over to choke Todd off...

We drove home with the terriers in boxes bar Todd, who perched on the back of Kevs seat and whined and pissed Kev off all trip but that Todd dog had made the difference and worked rock.

Kev always said i owned a dog that should always work rock as it was 'part cat'.

I'd confirm this as the dog went on to work in all sorts of situations, from rock to them big sand Cheshire places.

This is a young me and my dog Todd from back then... 2015-11-24 21.18.04.jpg

brinscall quarry?

Thats what came to mind but i couldn't say for sure.

I've heard it used to hold a lot. It's being quarried again now.

[chrisbullx 2,541]

real good write up bosun atb cbx

[kirstysdad 827]

Cracking write up boson we still keep lakies very similar to that dog of yours have got black and tan pup here now bred of black and tan dog that a mate on here owns bred from or old stuff pup has come up tall and narrow will get mate to put up pic of the father good steady dog that don't mind a bite put him to a black fell bitch I got here plc of pup

[Kaizer Sozĕ 266]

Cracking write up boson we still keep lakies very similar to that dog of yours have got black and tan pup here now bred of black and tan dog that a mate on here owns bred from or old stuff pup has come up tall and narrow will get mate to put up pic of the father good steady dog that don't mind a bite put him to a black fell bitch I got here plc of pupIMG_00000408_crop (1).jpg

KD your old red dog has the look of Parks breeding is there much in him?

[busterbuster1969 313]

Great post.... Black and Tan the Father to Kirstysdads dog and the red terrier is his brother.

Both doing the job

 

[busterbuster1969 313]

Sorry pic come out massive ???

[kirstysdad 827]

Yes. Parkes and ward mainly met the fella who bred him at the Peterborough festival of hunting couple of weeks ago he kept sister and pups of her now gifted a pup to my pal all the same breeding as we have got so fingers crossed if it does ok something to fold back in

[Kaizer Sozĕ 266]

Yes. Parkes and ward mainly met the fella who bred him at the Peterborough festival of hunting couple of weeks ago he kept sister and pups of her now gifted a pup to my pal all the same breeding as we have got so fingers crossed if it does ok something to fold back in

Excellent...what Park dogs & how far back?

[busterbuster1969 313]

Here is pic of Kirstysdads old dog..

 

Dog was a real Legend and worked up to a ripe old age, I was lucky enough to get a lining of this dog

 

 

[Kaizer Sozĕ 266]

Here is pic of Kirstysdads old dog..

Dog was a real Legend and worked up to a ripe old age, I was lucky enough to get a lining of this dog

Thats the dog alright .... real classy type!