Decided tonight to have a walk around the new permission & then spend an hour or so in the high seat. So after arriving later than I would have liked as work got in the way I collected the padded seat & armrest etc from the farm workshop & then drove up two fields from the chosen spot. Parked up & crept to the high seat.........nothing in the field so up went the seat & armrests.
Back to the truck & collected the rifle, sticks & bino's, loaded up & set off. Stalked 3 field margins but nothing showing so decided to spend the last hour in the seat. Made the rifle safe & climbed up & got comfy. Glad I wrapped up tonight as it was breezy & chilly 15 feet up, even remembered me hat & gloves. Glassed the fields to my left & the wood margins directly in front & did so regularly for the next hour or so.............nothing!
Just as I decided it was getting too dark to continue, movement to my left! A Roe moving down the field margin close to the wood. Got the bino's up & with a pounding heart fumbled for the focus............dam! A buck, ambling along & feeding as he went. He stopped 60 yards from me & slipped quietly back into the wood, I waited 10 minutes in case he had a doe with him hanging back but no joy, he was on his lonesome. Never mind thereís 5 days to go as Iíve promised my friends the leaseholders some venison before the 31st.
Stopped off at the local on the way home for a Guinness & met Jayne, my friends the leaseholders & some more farming friends so got some gentle ribbing, a good way to end the evening though.
The high seat
View in front
View to the left
A small copse to the right
Rosie with Ursula one of the leaseholders in the pub after