Aggressive Badger!

I've had them stand their ground, fluff their coats out and stamp and grunt quite a few times, always at night when I've almost walked into them. They've always turned and scurried off after a few seconds, but I can't recall any of them being sows.
I've also had similar with a well grown fox cub. The cubs were living in some sense blackthorn and I was hidden in a hedge overlooking it and I'd just shot the vixen as it was heading to them. After getting a couple of the cubs it was almost dark when I noticed another cub coming along the other side of the hedge towards me. I wasn't able to get a shot as I had limited space to manoeuvre and didn't want to risk spooking it so I waited hoping it would venture out into the field but it kept coming till it was level with me then suddenly turned towards me and started barking and snarling like an enraged jack Russell! I tried to bring the rifle into position which made it run out into the field where it stopped to look back at which point I shot it.
 
We were fox driving many years ago and had just shot a couple in a big wood. There was an old "Artificial" in the wood so we grabbed a terrier from my kennels and went back to try it just in case one had slipped in there. The dog flew in and a fox bolted and was shot but the dog was still going berserk. After about ten minutes I decided to take the lid off the chamber, which is something I hate to do as foxes usually don't use it again for a while. Two of us on our knees managed to grab the terrier and he was locked onto a big boar badger so one grabbed the badger and the other the terrier. I swung old brock out of the earth and let him go.
You have never seen such an angry animal.
I have never seen men standing in thin air before but all the lads seemed like a bunch of Masai leaping and cavorting whilst Brock snapped at them. It was probably only a few seconds before he made off but I was rolling about splitting my sides with laughter luckily my one mate had still got hold of the dog. The fox must have gone into the A drain and past the badger who pushed him out when the dog entered.
 
What I meant Old Keeper was with the cull that has been going on for the number of years that they were getting thinned out a bit.
Ahh, sorry. You're spot on. Numbers are far more sensible now, and about time too! Sadly, the outlook for future culls looks to be finishing in two years time. I guess that a few years after that we will be back to square one!
 
Never had that in the UK but did receive a sharp rebuke from a honey badger in Zim when I tried to move it on from a bait carcass. Glad I had a sturdy set of sticks! That said, I do think honey badgers are pretty awesome......just like them to be awesome from a bit further away though.

FN
When it comes to being aggressive , I think the honey badgers are a notch above Wolverines , fearless little b*****d's . I've had two close encounters with Wolverines over 40 years . They aren't as aggressive as most think , but they are definitely not scared of anything , to the point of being reckless . Wolves will kill them if they can , but everything else , me included , leaves them alone . Awesome creatures though .

AB
 
This one didn't move till I rattled sticks at it at about 10 yards. They seem to like pea stubble.

Have also had them come very close whilst gralloching.

They do dispose of gralloch though
 

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I know of an old keeper that had a stunned one come back to life in a landrover and ended up outside the landrover unable to get back in! 😂
I hit one with an old 88 Landy, I felt it hit both axles. Stopped, got and went back up the road with a 2 foot long tyre iron. When prodded, the damn thing came back to life, biting the tyre iron and pulling it out of my hand. Left him to it, went back for the iron later on that night. Discretion the better part of valour with old Brock!
 
Years ago a good load of us use to go to Dartmouth golf and country club for a good game and a few pints . Well whilst waiting for the guys in front to play the hole my mates dad who I was playing golf with decided to walk to the hedge row to have a pi** a minute or so passed and he called my name and said come and have a look at this mate !!!!! As you can imagine I decline and told him to feck off he said no not that come and look at this hole , So reluctantly I gingerly walked over as he pointed to the hole in the ground he was pi**ing down only to see a pair of eyes and a white stripe looking back at me within a second or two I was on me toes shouting out / explaining to my mates dad what he was pi**ing on only to look back and see him running away doing his zip up . By then it was me wetting myself with laughter . As you can imagine it made for a great laugh when the 12 of us sat down later on with the beers flowing.
 
Ahh, sorry. You're spot on. Numbers are far more sensible now, and about time too! Sadly, the outlook for future culls looks to be finishing in two years time. I guess that a few years after that we will be back to square one!

I think BoJo's missus will put a stop to it.
She was successful in Derbyshire.
All they need is to put them on the general licence.... End of.
If you've got a clean set, leave them as they keep dirty ones out.
 
I had a brush with a few badgers one night...I had just turned in around midnight when there was an awful hullabaloo of snarling and growling under the bedroom window...I thought something had attacked the cat so threw on my dressing gown and went out to see what was going on. The noise had moved out into the lane so I followed it until all of a sudden three badgers fell out of the hedge tumbling and snarling...two of them were attacking the third and ended up holding its head under a puddle...

I thought that ain't cricket I'll put a stop to this! I shouted WAAHHHH! at them at the top of my voice...and they took not the slightest bit of notice :( ....but I simultaneously became aware that there was mud from the lane squeezing up between the toes of my bare feet and that the bare legs above them were 3 metres away from 3 sets of sharp wolverine gnashers and I concluded that my best move was to go back to bed!

Alan
 
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