Coming Autumn and winter season

Well another Autumn is upon us. The Roe rut has almost but finished and now many of us are looking forward to what I regard as one of the most exciting times in the deer stalking calendar.
The Fallow rut, along with the Red stag and Sika Stag rut.
This coming Red and Sika rut will be my 35th in the highlands, or rather the 34th due to Covid stopping everything last year. After all these years I thought it would be a break and not be missed, but I was wrong. I missed it badly. Apart from missing seeing good friends up there, I missed the sharp early frosty mornings, the smell of the pines and the last few flowers of the heather. The early mornings, and the expectation of what a new day will bring.

The late afternoon stalks along a planted forestry edge, with the sudden hair raising squeal of a Sika stag deep within the darkness of the trees. And the roar of the Reds as they gradually come lower for the evening, with their hinds in front.
All of this I missed last year. But on the other side of the coin, I enjoyed one of the best Fallow ruts for a long time, and gained a new area with probably one of the best stands I have seen in the wild for many years. Having shared this new area with 2 of the guides that work for me and a young man who started stalking some years back as a client and now has access to this area on his own. We have made some inroads on the Fallow population already.

Why am I writing this post? Well I have reached a certain age now, still going fairly strong, but more years behind me now, than in front. I still have that excitment within me for deer stalking, which I hope I will never loose. Will I manage to stalk Scotland this year without issues with joints and especially knees? I think many of us on here have similar issues as the years go by. Certainly it makes the extraction work of larger species harder, especially in the highlands.

So for all the younger stalkers on this site, make sure you enjoy and remember everyday your out, good days and bad days with friends and family out stalking, these are some of the best gifts you can have in life.
I hope all of you have a great Autumn and winter season, be safe, be careful, enjoy the weather, whatever it throws at you. My diary is full right through to February and Scotland 2022 is also already half full with clients. Its going to be a busy winter again. I wish you all great success.
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I like you have enjoyed many years stalking and the joints are well worn Roe are more attractive now from a weight perspective but as you will hopefully agree every species of deer has its challenges
All the best in the future happy dragging🦌
 
Think I have a few gears on you yet Malcom each year I think it will be my last and as each stag season comes around
" I will give it one last go"
Like you I did nothing last year but have a week with European clients this year slap bang in.the middle of the
rut, that's all provided Covid does not prevent them from travelling yet again.
Covid cases are rising here again in Scotland and particular in the area we will be stalking so between that and cases in their own country I just need to wait with fingers crossed until October.
Meanwhile Boggy is still living the dream.
 
Looking forward to heading North again at the end of September, sadly the Estate's new owners have given up on the Stalking, but it's still great to hear the roaring start up. Bino's always to hand even when fishing, can't wait:D
 
So for all the younger stalkers on this site, make sure you enjoy and remember everyday your out, good days and bad days with friends and family out stalking, these are some of the best gifts you can have in life.
I hope all of you have a great Autumn and winter season, be safe, be careful, enjoy the weather, whatever it throws at you. My diary is full right through to February and Scotland 2022 is also already half full with clients. Its going to be a busy winter again. I wish you all great success.
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Thank you for this, I've got my first ever stalk coming in November, hopefully it will be memorable and fruitful.
 
Think I have a few gears on you yet Malcom each year I think it will be my last and as each stag season comes around
" I will give it one last go"
Like you I did nothing last year but have a week with European clients this year slap bang in.the middle of the
rut, that's all provided Covid does not prevent them from travelling yet again.
Covid cases are rising here again in Scotland and particular in the area we will be stalking so between that and cases in their own country I just need to wait with fingers crossed until October.
Meanwhile Boggy is still living the dream.
What gear is that Boggy, high or low ratio :lol:
Well I hope the poison dwarf dosnt shut down Scotland again, so fingers crossed. Not much Covid where I am going in Scotland, and I will keep the windows shut on the truck when I cross the border between Englandshire and Scotland :)

Take it easy on the hill my friend, and be careful. I hope it all goes well for you.
 
What gear is that Boggy, high or low ratio :lol:
Well I hope the poison dwarf dosnt shut down Scotland again, so fingers crossed. Not much Covid where I am going in Scotland, and I will keep the windows shut on the truck when I cross the border between Englandshire and Scotland :)

Take it easy on the hill my friend, and be careful. I hope it all goes well for you.

Years, years that should be years, I need a proof reader.
 
I envy you Malcolm and Jim (boggy) They told me last week that my days of weeks at the stags and hinds are finished. The back is finished. I should be able for a day here and there at the stags. If for nothing else but to get out to hear them roar. Last year had to be the first year I hadn't heard a roar in more years than I care to admit. But like all true Stalkers ( and I mean stalkers) I will not give up without a fight. It is in our blood to be out there amongst the deer. J
 
I envy you Malcolm and Jim (boggy) They told me last week that my days of weeks at the stags and hinds are finished. The back is finished. I should be able for a day here and there at the stags. If for nothing else but to get out to hear them roar. Last year had to be the first year I hadn't heard a roar in more years than I care to admit. But like all true Stalkers ( and I mean stalkers) I will not give up without a fight. It is in our blood to be out there amongst the deer. J

J. I think I know you well enough to know you won't give up without a fight, I donrt think we could give up even if we
tried I have been saying for the last tsn years this will be my last year and as each season comes round , I think well
maybe one last time.
 
Dylan (Thomas, not Bob) said it best, imho, However, no matter the quality of the poem below, he completely forgot to mention getting up to stalk on the hill. Never mind, it is still a valiant effort!

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
 
Indeed true. It seems to be a feature of shooting guys that just like old fishermen they never die though they may smell that way. I certainly am not a professional stalker nor do I qualify as “one of the younger members” - big birthday next year but all that is on my mind is getting back to Perthshire in October for the magic week that includes the end of stags and the start of hinds. I may not be able to do the ever increasing inclines but I have a great deerstalker/pal who has a Polaris (bless) so come rain, gales or whatever I shall be out every day and in my element because for a whole week the glen and all that in it is will be mine and mine alone. Exquisite.
🦊🦊
 
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