Much enjoying the "How close can you.." thread.
In an exchange of PMs with Dawnraider just now I was caused to relate the following anecdote and it struck me how it might make the beginnings of another fun thread:
I have a pal who lives at Kings Nympton in Devon. I was visiting him three years back and was with him, as an interested observer, when he shot a red deer hind in the boileroom with his 308. She kicked out, and ran 30 metres... straight over the edge of a very steep goil.
It was getting dark...
Half an hour later, we found her at the bottom, some 40 metres from the edge. It eventually took four of us (two more recruited from a warm farmhouse kitchen), a lot of rope and two quad bikes pulling at the same time, to extract her, gralloch out.
My lesson as a bystander (and then roped in, if you'll excuse the pun) was: Think carefully about where you shoot a red deer. It might run...
Anyone else pulled their trigger and then regretted it?