Up this morning before dawn, to be taken by Ian to one of his grounds on the Jurassic coast.We arrived to a surprisingly mild morning (considering the fact that frost had set in last night) after a briefing as to what to shoot and who not to shoot (mainly Ian for some reason ? ) off we trudged (or is it glooped ?) through some serious sludge and mud (guess this is where all the rain has gone ,that never made it to my part of the world )
First port of call was a rather nice double seat, with plenty of wind cover due to the thoughtfully provided solid sides. from there Ian pointed out some of the areas most visible landmarks IE, a Fallow so light it was effectively white! this particular beast was far to distant for a shot, but was to prove a good omen, as not too long after Ian was able to point to another white Fallow further up the hill, this time accompanied by 3 darker associates.
Again the range was too far for a shot, however this time Ian was sure we could stalk into the group, thus followed a gentle perambulation across a bog masquerading as a field! at this point Kenny's trademark short legs and considerable girth conspired to give the old heart and lungs a good work out , after crossing the "field" pretending to be a harmless 4 legged beastie (don't ask!) we managed to move uphill through a wooded area, ending up prone in a fence/hedgeline about 150M away from the group. Ian indicated which of the dark deer was to be the target and shortly after BOOM! a quick prance around and the Doe was grounded about 90M away from us. There was a general rejoicing and congratulations while we waited to be sure the beast was not going to jump up and stick two hoofs up to us as it sauntered away untouched after which Ian demonstrated his Gralloching skills. The beast was bagged and returned to the boot of my car and a hearty breakfast was enjoyed by all another fine outing with IanF