Well, I tipped up on the estate this morning at about 06:dark and waited for it to get light enough to start a stalk. I'd only just finished a night shift, so I knew this wasn't going to be a long session. It just so happens that I have to drive directly past this area, so thought I'd drop in.
I know for a fact there are three does resident on this little patch of the farm, (a doe and kid, and a doe who either didn't have a kid this year or it didn't survive) so I was fairly confident that it'd be a productive outing.
First off was a good omen, me pulling up, getting out of the car, getting ready and beginning my stalk hadn't frightened off a fox that was stooging around one of the pheasant feeders. Unfortunately the A47 was in the very near background so I couldn't shoot. I waited for it to go into the wood and then carried on..
Anyway I'd got right to the far end of the meadow and not seen hide nor hair of a deer, any further and I'd be off my patch, so I turned round to stalk back down the other side of it and return to the car. Just then it started to rain. Big phat drops, and in no time I was soaking. Just as I got back to the car all three does broke cover from a hedgerow not 50 yards away and ran off over my boundary. Had they been there all the time, or had they only occupied that position while I was busy looking for them at the other end of the meadow? Either way I'd got soaked for nothing, so I drove home to get a few hours kip.