Last night I went out with JRoe and it was a brilliant learning experience. I arrived at his house just before 7 and we went our near 8. First he took me and showed me some pheasant pens, which I found quite interesting. We then saw a good buck in velvet and left him to mind his own business. As we drove down the road, I spotted a rusty orange creature bobbing in and out of grass tufts. Take a guess what it was?! We stopped and John squeaked him but he didn't stop. Eventually he went into the bushes. John squeaked again and he came out running towards us. He stopped and fell to a quick shot to the chest from John and his Steyr. This was the first fox I'd seen shot, and its fair to say I was quite excited. I went and got the fox and we took a few photos. We saw a few more deer but left them as they were decent sized bucks and headed back. Thanks again John I thoroughly enjoyed myself and my foxes brush is on my shelf.