It was the first Monday in October 2001 . Myself and three other hunters had been invited to southern Sweden for the fist day of the driven game season( elk ,deer ,wildboar and foxes )
As we gathered around the camp fire instuctions were given in Swedish and again in English and we were welcomed by the team . We were given an instruction sheet about what Elk we could shoot , it was all quite confusing ,you could shoot an Elk with 3 points on one side and 3 on the other ,but not one with 3 points on one side and 2 on the other . What was i supposed to do as the Elk came charging through the cover ?. Ask him to stop while i counted his points!
There was another rule if a cow Elk came through with 2 calves you could shoot one of them . If she had only one calf you could not shoot any of them . We were allocated hi seats and then sections of the wood were walked through with the aid of dogs . It was a beautiful autumn morning with the sun light showing all the colours of the wood and that smell you only get from sitting amongst the trees, I checked all around for likely places where i might be able to get a shot off , there were only two . To be honest i was hoping an Elk didn,t come anywhere near me as i was desperate not to make a mistake in front of my hosts . As i sat there i could hear the dogs barking way off ,as i listened the noise of the dogs got louder and closer . I was praying it would be a boar or roe deer . The yapping then went away from me so i relaxed , as my heart slowed down i heard some twigs snap to my left ! Then more noise , then i could see a cow Elk walking away from me ,in cover . My mind was in a muddle ,did she have one calf or two , was she on her own!If she did present should i shoot her ! Then in the clearing 80m in front me she turned broadside , it was now or never . I fired the bullet struck ,she wobbled but didn,t go down ,I fired again and she fell . The next though in my mind was, is a calf going to wonder out the cover ! . I took for what seemed like an age for the others to get to me ,the first Swede checked the Elk and delared with a smile it was a two year old calf less Elk . Now i could begin to enjoy it !There were hand shakes and congratulations all around . We all helped process the Elk and then had a celebration drink around the fire . I later heard that in the last 20 years an Elk had never been shot in that area ,in my honour they renamed it Englishman, s corner which i though was a nice touch.
good hunting Chill