Yesterday was supposed to be going down to the Scottish Borders with Oilmanjd for him to look at a bit of ground. Due to weather we put that one off but to avoid the disappointment of not getting out I asked him to another piece of ground further West where the weather was improving. We arrived there about 20.30 and I gave John directions to a high seat from which I have had a good few roe. I watched him wander off down a ride glassing every few steps and I hoped that the loadings for the .308 cartridges he had made final adjustments to the day before would bring success. I then headed off toward another high seat. Enroute I bumped a buck that ran into woods in the general direction of John's seat.
Climbed into seat and on the second that I parked my ar5e, boom!! The distinct roar from a .308. Good I think till 5 minutes later the phone goes. "There's blood but no deer" Not so good news. These woods are thick and if a deer gets back in they can quickly disappear. Goes round with dog and in no time at all we have a very nice buck (19kg) with a malformed head. A well placed heart/lung shot but enough left to run that 25/30yds.
OIlmanjd has the pictures which I hope he will put up. You can go back to the rigs a happy man.