Well if the last week of the stag season saw me stalking stags in the snow at Invercauld, what a contrast at the hinds in Glen Lyon.
Sadly, my friends Grandson ended the stag season with a miss for his day on the Saturday, the 20th. But not to worry I said as this happens to us all, even the most experienced of stalkers. However, he was fortunate enough not to endure the biting cold and snow I experienced on the Tuesday.
So as the Saturday ended the stag season the Sunday was a quick turnaround with dry clothing and the drive to Glen Lyon for four days at the Hinds. As expected we did see some rutting activity but it was very much coming to an end. The first two days we experience some mist though it did clear by lunch time did not spoil our stalking. However, on the Tuesday we could not go out as far as we wished for on the fores. As for the Wednesday, well it was an Indian summer with blue sky and very warm sun, too warm in fact. I usually come back from the hill wet through rain and crawling though this time it was through sweat. I'm glad I don't stalk in the early part of the season. Well there we go, what a contrast and what an end to the season. On my return home to Aberdeen Mrs Donsider had a big list of all the jobs I need to do to earn more Brownie points for the shooting season. Hey ho as they say.
Sadly, my friends Grandson ended the stag season with a miss for his day on the Saturday, the 20th. But not to worry I said as this happens to us all, even the most experienced of stalkers. However, he was fortunate enough not to endure the biting cold and snow I experienced on the Tuesday.
So as the Saturday ended the stag season the Sunday was a quick turnaround with dry clothing and the drive to Glen Lyon for four days at the Hinds. As expected we did see some rutting activity but it was very much coming to an end. The first two days we experience some mist though it did clear by lunch time did not spoil our stalking. However, on the Tuesday we could not go out as far as we wished for on the fores. As for the Wednesday, well it was an Indian summer with blue sky and very warm sun, too warm in fact. I usually come back from the hill wet through rain and crawling though this time it was through sweat. I'm glad I don't stalk in the early part of the season. Well there we go, what a contrast and what an end to the season. On my return home to Aberdeen Mrs Donsider had a big list of all the jobs I need to do to earn more Brownie points for the shooting season. Hey ho as they say.