Closer Than Friends
Wonderful statue by Marc Pierce
Approx. 10" L x 7" W x 11-1/2" H
(please excuse the tag string in this photo!).
Great hand-painted accents.
Each Piece comes with a copy of the story from which it was inspired.
“If I couldn’t hunt with my dogs, I wouldn’t bother hunting.Really.
I have shot enough ducks and pheasants in my life, my family doesn’t depend on the meat,
and it’s certainly not the cheapest way to collect dinner.
But I will continue to go bird hunting for as long as I am able because it transforms
me from an observer of nature to a participant in nature — all because of my dogs.
Dogs thrill us with their instinct and desire.
Their instinct is nurtured by generations of selective breeding,
and their desire is God’s gift to man’s best friend.
Many of my fondest sporting memories are not about what I accomplished,
but what my dog accomplished.
The 300-yard blind retrieve on a wounded mallard; trailing and tracking a wing-tipped rooster through the brambles;
a big Canada goose plucked from a fast-moving river current… the list goes on.
Through it all, a bond forms between dog and hunter that is beyond words.
It’s always been that way, and in that way it will always be.” -Marc Pierce
This item is currently out of stock.
Piling In
Wonderful statue by Marc Pierce
Approx. 10-1/4" L x 7-1/2" W x 12-1/2" H
(please excuse the tag string in this photo!).
Great hand-painted accents.
Each Piece comes with a copy of the story from which it was inspired.
“I love to hunt for anything and fish for everything, but I am first a water fowler.
My dad is a water fowler, too, so it may be those first hunts as a boy with him that imbued this love.
Whatever the case, I love to hunt ducks and when I’m not hunting them I love to watch them.
Watching ducks fly, take off, and land is like sitting in on a lecture on aerodynamics.
Among waterfowl, mallards have some of the most interesting air moves,
including the ability to drop almost straight down onto a small target.
When it’s time to land, it’s almost as if they pull the ripcord on their
parachutes and fall, steering with their wings.
In an area with lots of birds, the first one will make it onto the target
and then his buddies will dive in on top of him.
Dad used to say that they are “piling in” at that spot. Yeah, that’s it.” -Marc Pierce
Price: $195.00
Generations
Wonderful statue by Marc Pierce
Approx. 9-1/2" L x 7-3/4" W x 15-1/4" H
Each Piece comes with a copy of the story from which it was inspired.
“My grandmother died before I was born, but she loved to fish as much as any woman could.
I guess that’s where my Dad got it before he passed it on to me.
She fished with a cane pole, my dad with a spinning rod and me with a fly-rod,
but we love fishing all the same I’ve been out recently teaching my kids the way I was taught:
Zebco, worms, bobber, sunfish and dog. Hopefully they’ll get bit by the fishing bug, too.
Here, grandpa has junior’s kid out for the first time, with his nuisance of a puppy.
The sunfish are waiting patiently for the ceremonial worm and for the apprentice’s final touch, the bobber.
A bond and another generation of fisherman are born.” -Marc Pierce
This item is currently out of stock.
Living Large
Wonderful statue by Marc Pierce
Approx. 14-1/2" L x 7-1/2" W x 12" H
Each Piece comes with a copy of the story from which it was inspired.
“Big whitetails amaze me. You can hunt and even live in the same area for
years and never see an old mossy horn that has been there all along.
There is also nothing more handsome in all of North American
than a big, thick-horned whitetail buck.
If it wasn’t for the rut, when common sense seems to leave male deer,
we’d hardly ever see the big ones. But during that brief, crazy period, even the oldest,
smartest buck in the county thinks and acts like a teenage boy at the senior prom.
I have taken the biggest bucks of my life during the rut,
and understanding the seasons within the rut, and how it affects a deer’s behavior,
is the key to putting a trophy above the fireplace.
These three monsters are not yet in the rut, but they’re storing up their energy for it,
hiding out in a reclusive bachelor’s club and feeding under cover of night.
They’ve been flushed by something, probably a farmer checking a fence or a water source.
He’ll tell the guys at the coffee-shop about what he saw and hours
will be spent in tree-stands hoping for a crack at them.” - Marc Pierce
This item is currently out of stock.