A brief summary of my recent expedition to a nearby farmers land to take a buck.
I was out of the house at 03:20, just. I don't know how some people do it day in, day out. I'm up for work at 04:30 but that hour seems to make all the difference by lunch time. Anyway... I continue.
I walked for about 50 minutes accross uneven and varied terrain; pasture, moor, and some woodland. Scanning every opening whilst working to a favorite spot - we all have them.
I worked slowly, and methodically talking every care. I haven't yet been successful this year for a buck in this area - they're supprisingly edgy.
Theres a large earth mound/ hillock adjacent to approx 1k of woodland fenceline. I arrived there at about 04:20, lowered the bipod legs, picked up the bins for a peek over the top of a rise to find 4 tents surrounded by cans and litter! Not happy. the bu**ers had walked for a few miles from the forestry car park, down a track, and pitched in my friends fields. A right mess they left. I was metres from them and they had no Idea. Idiots. I left them to it... all too easy for things to turn bad... what with potentially 8 of them and 1 little old me with a .270 and a pocket of 130grains. Too much aggro for me. I called it in to the land owner when I got back to the vehicle.
Have any of you had experiences similar to this, Im sure that some have. How did you handle it?