I managed to escape the processing plant late yesterday afternoon after spending most of the day up to my eyeballs in "Plucking Partridges" (watch how you say that)!
I got over to one of my permissions on which I hold a rolling contract cull & settled into a seat overlooking mature Maize at about 6.15pm, in order to wait for the fallow to move out of the woods & try to catch them before they got to the crop. (we try to just shoot them on the grass margins on the way in or out, as they make easy pickings when there.)
After being seated for only about quater of an hour I noticed a brace of prickets moving in the maize about 80 meters out & on going into intsant kill mode without giving extraction a second thought-I dropped both with neck shots (as that was all the target I had).
It only took about 15 mins to locate the beasts in the crop, but on finding them they each then took a further 20 to extract & with the flaming dog trying to pull the first in the opposite direction to me I was about as close as I care to be to passing out!
After getting both off the field & then grallaching both I felt like I had done 10 rounds with Tyson
I think I will just shoot em around the edge next time, they were 39 & 41kg larder weights, big old beasts for 1 year old.