I was out this morning at the crack trying for a shot - the rut is going full swing and the full bass choir is going in the hills and glens all around, anyway I stalk hard, seeing nothing. Lovely morn to be out though.
Mrs H meanwhile heads out with dogs for a quick round of the woods, young dog disappears into a patch of bracken and flushes a young roe that runs straight to Mrs H, who gives it a hug; expertly lassoos the young dog and all head their separate way as friends!
I returned for breakfast emptyhanded.
Years of experience several Łk's worth of kit endless hours gaining knowledge and skills........
You can imagine the grief I am getting!