I went to my high seat early on Sunday evening. It was a treat of an evening with little or no wind here, and nice and sunny too. As i was walking up the field along a long grass track, looking for slots and crotties, i was glassing in front of me and I saw movement by my highseat. So i wandered off out of sight and came in, carefully, behind the seat.
Tucked up nicely was a lttle foreign chappie, with four pigeons and two ducks laid out behind him. I coughed and made myself known to him, he went white as a sheet. Politely i asked him what he thought he was doing shooting there. "I have permission" he said. So very quietly and carefully I got out my google earth picture of my permission, highlighted in red and showed him where we were. I also showed him my FAC copy and shoot permission form. I then explained about the game season being over, how long he could go to prison for for committing armed tresspass and how if I was to take a picture of him with my camera phone, he could be in deep trouble.
Recently I have found a few fresh cartridge cases littering the floor by my deer lawn, now i know why. When i asked the nextdoor landowner he denied any knowledge of the little foreigner, but it has made me wonder. I may have wasted my time with this piece of land, which will be a shame.
I went on to have a lovely evening. A stoat came and played in the leaves beneath my seat for a good ten minutes. Then 100yds away in the low slanting sun a cock pheasant erupted out of the hedge and landed in the middle of the lawn. Closely followed by a young dog fox. The fox chased the pheasant, the pheasant flew into the air to land 20 yards away from the fox. Then the pheasant clucked and strutted towards the fox, untill the fox chased it again, and again, and again. I have never seen this before.
Eventually the pheasant got sick of the game and flew slow and low into the spinny against which i have my seat, closely followed by the fox. Eventually, with much snorting and huffing the fox came back out of the spinny and I will admit it, I spoilt his evening.
So, an unpleasant start, but it finished off an enthralling evening.