Well when out stalking I've always been a believer in good camouflage, concealment, moving slowly and being quiet while being aware of wind direction. To be honest I don't usually do too bad and see a few deer along the way.
However this last week I've been off work over the bank holiday and the 5 year old was on half term. We, wife, little one & myself, planned on weather permitting going camping for a few days. I intended throwing the rifle in and getting a couple of stalking trips in on the syndicate.
Well the wife came down with the flu and a chest infection so we didn't go. Sunday evening I decided I'd take the little one & dog up to the woods for a day or two so the wife could chill out in bed.
Set off Monday morning and arrived at the woods 1030hrs, as I drove through the gate I decided to prep the rifle as I've regularly seen deer at the side of the track. Then a buck appeared on the left about 70 yards, I stopped the truck & turned the engine off, just as I levelled the rifle the buck crossed the track right into the cross hairs & he was grassed. I drove up picked him up then drove to where we set up a tent. Gralloch done, cleaned up & had something to eat, then out for a walk. Dog on lead, 5 year old chatting away waving a stick about as I showed her a high tower seat that I built. To our surprise a buck & doe appeared to our left & as they jumped the stream only 40 yards away, the buck stopped and looked at us. That was his big mistake as he became number 2 in the bag.
That evening we went lamping foxes on a couple of farms, getting back to the tent about 0130 hrs, she was knackered so it was no surprise when I woke her at 0400 hrs she just groaned, rolled over & went back to sleep. So I did like wise. I got up about 0800 hrs had a brew did a bit of target practice with the .22 rim fire then sat outside the tent with another brew just chilling when a buck stepped out about 90 yards away, I slowly put down my brew picked up the .308, chambered a round & number 3 was in the bag. The little one didn't even wake up.
When she got up we had breakfast / lunch, packed up and came home.
Next time I go stalking I'm going to listen to my iPod, probably without earphones and wear a bright red/yellow/blue Jacket. Or just take the chattering 5 year old again