Went on an armed recon yesterday evening.
I went to a place where I have the stalking to see if the deer were in residence.
I saw 3 almost immediatly. That was good though the 2 I could see clearly were both does I had a good feeling no.3 was a buck.
I carried on to a point over looking some permanent leys. When I left home I had decided to go to see an old friend, a big dog fox that for 12 months had eluded me getting a bullet towards it him always seeing the client gettting ready. I could easily recognise him should he show he has a 2 inch white tip on his brush and he is a big lad also, he also travels the same hedgeline right on dusk.
So I had packed my 22250.
Creeping into an ambush raised and over looking the dry dyke would he show?
I set the rifle up on the bipod and kept scanning the ground with my bins.
At 8.30 I spotted a fox sat in the grass against the bund of the dyke, I watched he was obviously eating something and was not going to come nearer.
I lasered him 269m's I settled in and slid the saftey off as I nestled the 275 mark of the Z7 reticle of the big Zeiss on his neck. I squeezed, he fell and then a short time after the thump came back as the 50gr HP had hit something hard.
I got a photo of it this was my old friend who had outwitted me so many times.
Will I miss him ????