Straightliner
Well-Known Member
Went stalking yesterday with a friend of mine. Turned up at the appointed spot to meet the stalker only to find that he had another chap with him. We set off to the first set of woods, a walk of some three hundred yards when my friend spotted seven fallow on our side of the treeline so we hit the deck. The stalkers mate scooted to the side of the hedge to our left and promptly let off a shot at two hundred yards hitting one of the bucks. The herd ran down the field and we gave chase along the hedgerow. He took a second shot through the hedge and missed. The herd ran again and chappie hit a second on the run. The herd ran to a second field and paused, a third shot at 375 yards resulted in a gut shot and the end of the beast with a knife.
Now we have to drag three deer to a collection point, gralloch and load them onto the truck, we now have two hours or less stalking time. They have four hundred pounds worth of deer plus our stalking money. Fecked off is an understatement.
Your views please.....
Now we have to drag three deer to a collection point, gralloch and load them onto the truck, we now have two hours or less stalking time. They have four hundred pounds worth of deer plus our stalking money. Fecked off is an understatement.
Your views please.....