I went for a holiday in Poland. As me and my wife are originally from Poland, we usually go there to visit our families.
To cut the story short, I had really good time and was out stalking a few mornings and evenings.
The first week was with my family and I shot over our club's 20000 acres of land.
The very first morning was a success. I spotted a buck chasing a doe. I was surprised as it looked quite young with a poor head. I even thought it might be a yearling. It looked like there was no older buck in the area. I decided that he will not make a good father...
I rested my rifle, and bang! 7x64 9g bullet. It dropped on the spot.
The following morning I went to look for a big boar I saw the previous evening. It was to dark to shoot him. I found three yearlings instead. They were feeding on oats. When the first one tried to cross the ride and I spotted he's a male, bang! I went for a dog and saw a light lung blood on the ride. It managed to go 150-180 meters with a 7x64 bullet through the lungs. The blood was all over the oats.
It weighted 48kg and even fitted Daewoo Matiz boot
I also managed to go wildfowling (only one duck... ) and to shoot a few pigeons.
The second week we spent with my wife's family. My father in law took me a few times stalking with him.
I missed a big boar.... Sorry, no pictures
We also saw a few red stags. The rut will soon begin. Male groups started to split and we even heard some stags roaring.
One morning we started to stalk a group of 6 stags, but they were all young. Nothing interesting. But then we spotted HIM. He was feeding on the edge of a buckwheat field.
It was quite a distance away, but I managed to hit him with my father's in law .30-06 Mannlicher. Once in a lifetime buck for me!
Now, go back to Scotland.