Thursday saw me driving up through Lincolnshire to the Humber bridge in the rain and fog. On across into Yorkshire to meet up with Robbo for an afternoon/evening stalk on Roe Does. The weather was not coperating with the fog getting thicker but we went out to take a look around one of his bits of ground. Once there we noticed that a breeze was picking up so instead of going and sitting in a high seat John decided that we would go up onto some higher ground and stalk a copse that he knows holds a small group of Roe.
The breeze was fickle to say the least especially in the Hazel Copse we were slowly stalking through. Despite the very stoney soil and the multitude of fallen twigs and small branches we eventually made it right through the copse but without encountering any deer. We did however find several very fresh beds.
On reaching the end of the copse John took us down the hillside to the dell and as he started to peek out he suddenly held his hand up to warn me back. The breeze has become a wind once we were at the edge of the copse and was of course blowign past us towards the deer. We had stalked quietly enough through the copse to actually get past the deer. John glassed the group of four which consited of a nice buck, a younger Buck and two nice does. It seems unusally for johns ground it was ideal for a shot off the Bi-Pod so i brought the legs down and extended them and got prone and wiggled forwards so that my shoulders were clear of the scrub edge and I had a clear shot. I first found the Nice Buck and said to John "it's buck" to which he said further up the back on the left is the Doe so i moved the rifle and found her then had to wait for her to stop walkign slowly and when it was right I squeezed the tirgger and that's when it all went pear shaped .
Nope I didn't miss and I didn't make a bad shot the damned rifle refuse to fire. I squeezed the trigger to take up the first stage and there was no stages just the light sear spring pressure so I checked the safety again and noticed that the bolt handle had lifted slightly so pressed it down and tried again with the same result so I then quietly cycled the bolt extracting and ejecting the round and feeding another into the chamber and tired yet again and once more the bolt would not release the firing pin.
As I tried to figure out what was up as in all the years I have had this rifle it has never done this before. I must have moved and my foot caught a tin can in the scrub and that was enough as the Doe heard it and led them off up the bank and over the top to the ploughed field. Once they were gone we got up and John was as puzzled as I was. The chambered round was ejected and I held the remaining rounds down on the mag platform and closed the bolt on an empty chamber the released the trigger whilst holdign back on the cocking piece (The rifle is a Swedish M95 Mauser) and low and behold it released quite normally. Tried it again by cycling the bolt and yep it works fine. No matter what we tried we have been unable to replicate the problem.
So a good stalk ended up a bit frustrating. The drive home was shall we say "Interesting" with the fog and I missed my turn and did an extra 5 miles by coming home a different way and almost missed a 90 degree bend in the fog but made it home safely around 22:10.
I have already made a booking for the middle of April to return after Bucks .