Hellway to Heaven,
16th august 2004, a day I’ll never forget.
Our first meeting with sheepdog handling. That day Caelin and me signed a contract with, as I still call it today, “hellway to heaven”.
That day I was confronted with a remarkable sentence, pronunciation and today I still agree with it: “Sheepdog handling is neither a  sport or discipline, it’s an art.”
For those who know and can reflect the comparisons are remarkable: Sport is Hellway & Art is Heaven. I will not go into detail in this site, regarding the first comparison.
Something I absolutely want to bring up is to stand still with the origin of this discipline. Therefore I want to emphasize the following words: gentleman ship and sportsmanship

Vansantvoort Patrick,