Sitting in East Anglian woodland with a rifle by my side seems as good a place as any to start this write up. The moment felt like the culmination of about 18 months of trying to make stalking part of my life. Well finally it had come to fruition, I was out on my first solo stalk, on my own...
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.