Having had mixed success on my permission, I convinced myself that this afternoon would be worth the effort even if it was another dot stalk.
The wind was coming in from the NE, not really 'into the face' but would be coming in perpendicularly from the left-front once I got in to my position. Nice overcast afternoon, fair breeze from the NE, bluebells and greenery abounding, just great surroundings. I had decided not to sit up in a high seat, due to obscuration with all the growth, so sat against my pack and got my sticks set up, binos out and observing.
I had been sat down for about 10min when I saw a flicker of movement dead ahead. Slowly brought the binos up and spotted the muntjac doe, 70m away, moving towards me. I switched to the rifle, covers already popped open, acquired the doe in the scope, centred the crosshairs and slowly and deliberately moved the safety forward to 'fire'. I tracked the doe in the scope as she moved, willing her to turn to her left and give me that broadside target.
There. Trigger squeezed, bang and thud as she dropped where she stood. Quick reload, listen and watch as the birds loudly flew off out of the trees, watching the doe for any sign of movement. Nothing seen, safety back on and switch to binos to see if anything else was about, but nothing more.
I made my way over the fallen doe, did the eye test with my sticks and then continued to the gralloch after a quick 'thanks' to the muntjac.
Stalking is a lovely way to spend an afternoon, all the more sweet with something to show for it and keep the gralloch and butchery skills in hand.

The wind was coming in from the NE, not really 'into the face' but would be coming in perpendicularly from the left-front once I got in to my position. Nice overcast afternoon, fair breeze from the NE, bluebells and greenery abounding, just great surroundings. I had decided not to sit up in a high seat, due to obscuration with all the growth, so sat against my pack and got my sticks set up, binos out and observing.
I had been sat down for about 10min when I saw a flicker of movement dead ahead. Slowly brought the binos up and spotted the muntjac doe, 70m away, moving towards me. I switched to the rifle, covers already popped open, acquired the doe in the scope, centred the crosshairs and slowly and deliberately moved the safety forward to 'fire'. I tracked the doe in the scope as she moved, willing her to turn to her left and give me that broadside target.
There. Trigger squeezed, bang and thud as she dropped where she stood. Quick reload, listen and watch as the birds loudly flew off out of the trees, watching the doe for any sign of movement. Nothing seen, safety back on and switch to binos to see if anything else was about, but nothing more.
I made my way over the fallen doe, did the eye test with my sticks and then continued to the gralloch after a quick 'thanks' to the muntjac.
Stalking is a lovely way to spend an afternoon, all the more sweet with something to show for it and keep the gralloch and butchery skills in hand.
